” She turned to him and responded, “Hi, you must be Jack’s brother. I’m Stephanie McLean, a colleague of his.” “Well Stephanie, I would lo...ve to get to know you some more, as long as you are not engaged or married. Are you?” “Rod, I am neither. In fact, I have been divorced for 4 years. I would love to have a further chat with you.” So they retreated to the inside lounge of the vessel and sat with their drinks for over two hours, just talking about their previous lives and their dreams of the. Even so, I didn't want it to stop.After a while my conscience got the better of me and I said, "Jacqueline, stop tickling me."She said, "Why, do you give up?"I said, "No."She said, "Then why?"I said, "Cause this is not right, can't you feel where your sitting?"She said, "Of course I can silly, but it feels so good when I bounce on you."This shocked me a little. I had started to masturbate a year before, and did so on every possible occasion, but I never thought Jacqueline would think about. I felt so guilty giving into my lust like this, but I couldn’t stop myself. I had dreamed of this moment for months – ever since I had started masturbating. I held my breath and squeezed her breast harder. I watched in fascination as my horny cock disappeared into her mouth. I felt my cock head press into the back of her throat. I groaned loudly. And I was cumming! Oh god, no! I was cumming in Mrs. Baker’s mouth! I could feel jet after jet of thick cum spewing out of my cock like it was a fire. I pull the shower curtain open just far enough to jump in with you and although your back is facing me you take a few mini steps towards me. As my hands move under your arms towards your breasts you freeze for an instant or two. By now you’ve realized that the man standing behind you is not your boyfriend! You finally exhale and I whisper in your ears that there’s nothing to be afraid of, except maybe the paint brush. You gasp and giggle and slowly let the tenseness flow away, making room.