We talked about our jobs then our wives then we talked about sex. He was strictly into receiving pleasure and I was more into giving pleasure. He ask...ed about anal sex and I said I do not do anal and have not done it; I prefer to blow and jack guys off. He was happy with that and we paid our bar tab. He told me to follow him to the bar bathroom; he chose a stall and we both went in there. He told me to pull my pants down and I sat on the toilet with him standing in front. He unzipped and. "Oh, pretty well, I guess," Greg said, shrugging his shoulders and walking back into the living room."His father was here this afternoon," Anna said, putting down the slicing knife and following her son through the kitchen doorway."Oh? Kip's always said that his dad's had the hots for you," Greg said off-handedly as he sat down on the couch.Anna flushed red when she heard Greg talk about Anna Golden that way."Ah-hah!" her son said, laughing loudly and slapping his knee. "So old man Golden. The best part of the room to her was the fact that the window had a seat built into it, with cushions added. Shari liked to read and write sometimes, and she knew she would use that space much more often than the large chair in the corner. This truly was ‘her’ quarters, for the room had an adjoining bath with all the amenities. Shari was liking the fact that she took this position more and more. “I’m cooking the steaks this evening, Ms. Braden,” Callum piped up. “How do you like yours cooked?”. She was so kind to offer her guest bedroom to me for the weekend. That seemed to make my fantasy more possible. There she was at the terminal. It was early Friday evening and she was still in her business clothes. It almost seemed like her first day at work. She had on a red silk blouse that was unbuttoned down the front, tantalizingly close to her bra. Her skirt was black and mid-thigh in length. She also had on a pair of fishnet stockings and higher heels than she would normally wear. She.