"Have you noticed anything different about Jason lately?" Hubby inquired."What do you mean?" I said, looking up from the magazine I was reading and wo...ndering why his head wasn't on his pillow yet."He's getting older, you know?" Uh, yeah ... I'm aware of that. He's fifteen, unless I've lost count." Yeah, I know you know how old he is. But have you noticed anything else?" Alan, what are you talking about?" He's getting more mature, I think. In the things he says and does. In the things that .... “Ms Ferguson?”I froze. No one had called me by my name for ages. I didn't know him. “Yes?” I asked. He smiled, came closer. “I would like to talk to you for a moment. Can I get you a coffee or anything?” He was young. Smart suit, shiny shoes, and I had noticed the Irish accent. “Milk, two sugar please.” White teeth flashed as he smiled at me. “I get the coffee and then we should go somewhere more private. I have a,” he paused, “ delicate but interesting offer.”Dumbfounded I just nodded.. The moment past, in my case it was still as stiff as it gets, just empty now, in the ladies cases ‘sidekick’ reached out her hand and switched off the pump at the wall while still caressing her lover, the tubes after a second falling away and the girls nipples standing more erect than I expect they had ever been! To me they were perfect, on an attractive lass and as erotic as anything I had so far witnessed. The two women turned their attentions to ‘Milly`s’ now outstanding nipples, ‘sidekick’. “Maybe I could masturbate now?” he asked shyly, as though he knew he really shouldn’t.“Whatever you want,” I said, without thinking about what I was saying.He went to the kitchen and came back with another vodka/ice for himself and a lemonade for me that doubtless had more vodka in it. Richard placed the drinks on the coffee table and took off his clothes, his underwear last of all. His cock, maybe 80% hard, sprang out like an eager mouse. A really small mouse.I gasped and I’m not completely.