He took off his cap & set it on the bench. Then he stripped off his sweatshirt. I almost melted. He was ALL MUSCLES! His big body was covered with tat...toos - it was obvious he had done state time, & I knew that by looking at me with all my prison tats that he could tell my story, too. He stepped out of his jeans and shorts and placed them on the bench. When he was completely naked, except for his sneaks, I took his dick in my hand and began giving him one hot blow job. I sucked that big hard. She was a smart, sophisticated woman, and the way she was acting made it clear, to me at least, that she was playing at some game. I didn’t think she was vindictive, or mean. She wasn’t trying to “put my friends in their places.” So that meant she might actually want to go out for a drink ... right? I remembered my mother saying her friend was looking for a boy toy.So I thought about how my reply could make her state her real intentions. I thought too long, though.“I don’t need a drink,” came. It seems like lifetimes ago stealing her panties from her hamper to get a nut – especially since, nowadays, if I want her thong I can peel one fresh from her doggystyle pussy and asshole before smelling and tasting them as I stick my cock into her. Once college started, I started seeing aunt Ellen less frequently, stopped spending nights and only spent a few hours on a visit if anything. I also was having sex with women my age, and life was just moving on. Even though I only had limited time. I finally settled on a blue sleeveless salwar that reached just above my knee with a short white jacket. I spread the outfit on the bed and ran a hot bath as I picked out a dark blue matching bra and panty set to wear. I called and left a message for my husband who was in Chennai on business telling him I would be out late with a friend from work and then I called and asked my mother to watch Lashmi my two year old daughter for the night.I had a hot bath for an hour trying to relax and settle.