“I have no panties. I can’t go back to work without any.”“No problem,” I said. “I have a pair in my purse but they’re kind of special. H...ere try them on. I’m sure they’ll fit.”“Really?” she said. “You’re so sweet to me. I must look like such an old drunk to you.” Then she started to cry.“No,” I said, “Lynn, you look like a beautiful woman in need of a pair of panties because the toilet was fucked up. Now, here, let me help you on with them.”She smiled at me and I knelt in front of her with my. So I went over to her house and knocked on the door. When she opened the door she had on a thin silk night gown. Oh, she looked so sexy. I said my folks were out and I did not have a key and asked if I could stay with her till they got home. She said yes and let me in. She set on the couch and I set on the chair right across from her. I could tell from the way she was sitting and how tight the gown was she did not have anything on under the night gown. What a vision of loveliness, nice B cup. Finally, I wrapped my lips around his engorged member, pausing a moment to look up at him, swirling my tongue around as I placed the slightest amount of pressure with my lips. He let out a small groan as his hands dug into my hair. I teased him until he couldn’t take it anymore, and he pulled my head towards him. My nose landed in on his pubic hair. I could tell he was close. I gagged on his precious cock, my eyes watered, and my make up started to run. He didn’t know it, but I love the feeling. At the end of the evening Sally was auctioned off to the highest bidder and disappeared to a hotel in Windsor for the weekend.The story picks up on the Sunday evening..I had had a difficult weekend, and despite sending Sally some text messages I had heard nothing from her at all. It was therefore with some relief that I heard her key in the door about 8.00 pm.Sally " Hi honey, I am home!" She called from the hall way. I got up to meet her and she gave me a big hug and a kiss. As we separated I.