"You."She smiled; we left and soon were at her astonishing apartment.She made us some drinks and we moved to her plush couch. We chatted and the conversation was excellent. I'd repeat it, but it is far too detailed, nor would I do the conversation justice.I was staring in her eyes thinking when I should make my move.Too late. She seized the opportunity before I could and my thoughts and nervousness quelled and melted away. She moved from my lips up to my ear and whispered something that I still can't recall; however, it did cause my penis to act like an Indy-car, in that, I became aroused very quickly.We made out and I sucked her tongue and eventually that led to heavy petting. Her breasts felt so good in my hands. I moved my lips from her mouth to her breast trailing my tongue along the way. Her blouse came off easily. My left arm was wrapped around her as she sat on my lap.There was no doubt in my mind that she could feel my hardness. She smiled and bit my ear lobe. She was close to. Preaching always works. Hah!She was at the end of her rope. This time next week, her son and daughter would be fucking each other, and once they started they wouldn't quit. To maintain any control, she might have to separate them, not permanently, but at least for a short time.After pouring herself a cup of coffee, she flipped through her address book and dialed the phone."Kate, it's Carol. Am I calling too early?" Not at all. How are you and the kids?" Not good. That's why I'm calling. I need your advice, and maybe a huge favor. I've never discussed this with you, but George told me about what happened between the two of you when you were teenagers."After a few seconds of silence, Kate said, "That boy always did have diarrhea of the mouth." She hesitated and then added, "If you need my advice, Carol, I can only assume David and Darla are doing the deed. Hang on a minute. Let me move to another room. Bill's asleep, and unlike George, I didn't inform him of my... there. Where was I?.
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