Bob was a retired pensioner, a man chosen for his age and presumed lack of interest in sex or girls, even his lack of mobility, emphasized with the us...e of a cane, was an addendum to his resume, by the board of governors, who felt that it was the hormonal young ladies, that would pose a threat to a younger male in that position.Six months later I had to agree with their assumption.But at my initiation of have a strange man looking down on me as I sat there with my nightdress around my nude bum,. Rose tried not to think about it. Her towels must be in the basement in the dryer. Where else could they be?She put her hand on the doorknob of the bathroom, and opened it. It wasn't often Rose was naked outside of her bedroom or bathroom. She was alone for the time being, which was good, but it still felt odd to do. Rose hadn't even fully dried off yet, and there she was, essentially streaking her house.The naked, wet girl made her way down the hall and to the basement, walking a little. I reached up under her and held her breasts as I pumped in and out of her. Oh, this was so good. As I was fucking her, she started moving around, making her pussy circle as I went in and out. "Like that, Stan?" she asked smiling back at me. "I love it, this is so good. Doing that just adds something to it." "Mmm, yes, oh, you feel so good in me. Do you like fucking me, Stan? Are you happy?" "I love it and, yes, I've never been happier. I hope we can do this more." "Well, Stan, if we can keep. Not too pleased, I hope." "So... the occasion; should they be smart, casual, smart-casual... formal?" "Not formal... god forbid! It's bad enough that you're calling me sir; contrary to popular opinion, I haven't yet been knighted. My name's Peter... my friends call me Peter, but you can call me Peter." She grinned. "I'm Kimberly... and unfortunately, I have to call you sir. The boss is pretty strict about maintaining formal relationships with customers." "That does raise an interesting.