"Sit down and tell me about it?" I invited.She did, and cuddled up to me. I turned my head toward her. She reached up and took my chin to turn it back.... "No, don't look at me right now. Look over there at Asmedogh or something."My eyebrows went up, but I complied. She half buried her head in my chest."You remember I told you my mom used to have the Met broadcasts on every Saturday afternoon, and it's why I decided I wanted to sing opera?" she asked, her voice muffled."Yes." Well, I was, I don't. She slowly pulled the blankets from the bed and spread them in front of the fire. She sat on the center of the blankets and looked at him. ‘David?’…… ‘Yes Elizabeth.’ ‘How do you do that?’ she asked. ‘Do what?’ ‘Just the way you sit there watching me makes me feel beautiful.’ she answered. His smile widened as she extended an arm and wiggled one finger in that universal ‘come here’ gesture. He slowly rose from his chair and joined her in front of the fire. She whispered softly, ‘David, you. She started talking and I was pretty much out of it and wasn’t listening but she was getting pretty heated about something. All of a sudden she said, “I have to go home.” So I told her I would walk her there. Her house was only about a block away and when we got there I asked if I could get something to drink. She said yes quickly and invited me in. I had been thinking about how sexy she was the whole time and couldn’t resist staring at her round ass as I walked behind her. She bent over. He really was very good as I made eye contact with a few of the more attractive women. A huge extra buzz as I watched their expressions as Cody teased and edged me before I had a very noisy orgasm.Lucy was correct, we did receive a number of propositions, some of them a lot more exciting than others. “I want to give you a blow job, while I watch my toy boy give Cody a blow job next Tuesday night. Would that be satisfactory?,” a most attractive forty-five year old lady asked. It was very.