" She smiled, and winked. "I have one more hour before I need to get ready for class. What can I do to warm you up?" "Let's finish showering, and get ...back in bed," I said. "Okay, let me clean myself up a bit, you get out." I dried off and climbed back in bed. I opened the nightstand and pulled out the bottle of lube we kept in there. Brett emerged from the bathroom. The look of shock on my face brought a smile to her face. I suddenly got the feeling she had been planning this moment for a. . I knew that want I wanted could never be true... he wouldn't be mine for always... I would grow old... soon age would show it's mercyless effects on me. I was still young, I had learned this from John. I was 36, and was pretty good-looking and John had made me feel even younger with his tender love and affection... but now, I knew that soon I would change... in a couple of years I wouldn't be as attractive to him as now and someday he would find someone else to love... someone his own age.... Soon those eyes are followed by those grateful lips, which kiss you with feather like softens on your lips. Ever so lightly, and sensually that you immediately know whom those lips belong to. Without reservation, you thrust with your tongue in the desire to lock with the unknown tongue, which responds without hesitation. I admire the passion I am being privy to, and simply sit on the soft chair near the bed, as the unknown hand slides down your perky nipples, all the way over your tummy, and. When he pulled me into his lap, I felt his bulge rubbing against me. Oh yes, I’d completed my own personal challenge there and then.Mark offered me a lift home in his Porsche and, although I suspected he was over the drink and driving limit, I couldn’t have cared less. Maybe he hadn’t had that much, I don’t truly know. But, having his hard cock pressing against me at various times throughout the evening had created a yearning inside me. Just like my teacher had, I knew Mark wanted to fuck.