If you are both sure you want to go ahead then come to my house, if not then go home. I won't say or do anything else about the young lad.'With that I... turned around and headed home with my head in turmoil. I still wasn't sure that I wanted to go ahead with this so in some way I hoped they'd not follow me. My aching cock was of the opposite persuasion.Arriving in my kitchen I kicked off my shoes and stood by the window watching the gate. I hadn't timed anything but it seemed a lot less than five. We started talking about sexting and i remember telling her i always send girls pictures of my hard cock. She blushed and didnt believe me. So i told that i would send her a pic but she'd be scared (jokingly of course) then she said go ahead. So i sent her a pic while i was there with her, her phone vibrates and she checks it and she turns red and giggles a bit. She said she doesn't believe it's mine amd i pretty much tried to prove that it is. I was gonna show her in person but i was afraid of. Turning to a cabinet behind him, he pulled out a big piece of coffee cake. “Stole this from the kitchen this morning. Want some?”“Damn straight,” Jeff returned with a big grin.A couple of minutes later, snacks and coffee in front of them, the General mumbled past a full mouth. “You’re supposed to be a genius. Tell me how to solve our little problem.”“I’m no genius. Far from it,” Jeff tried. “Who in the hell told you that?““A little birdie,” Whitworth said past a mouthful of coffee cake.. She took the offered envelope and studied it briefly before thanking her and retiring to her room.The lift took seconds, the room just around the corner and her hands were down her knickers the moment she flopped on the bed after loosening her tight jeans. She played with the golden rings that adorned her labia; pulling on the pearls at the end causing her lips to extend; seconds later fingers pushed inside her.The grumbling in her stomach stopped her from pleasuring herself and the sudden.