Jesse watched as Ilsa entered his house and took a seat on the sofa. As stunning as she looked across the expanse of the yards, she looked even better in person. She set her purse on the end on the floor next to the sofa as she crossed her legs. Jesse was forced to head to the kitchen and busy himself with the coffee so his erection wouldn't be visible. Jesse wasn't concerned about being seen by his neighbors, he knew tha...

When their breathing returned to normal they looked at each other and smiled. "That was intense, it was even better than I imagined," she admitted. "I know what you mean, I had no idea what to expect," Jesse admitted. "But it was better than I could have imagined. I mean I never finish unless I'm being helped." "Now if you'll point me in the direction of your bathroom I'll freshen up. Plus it will give you time to change...

We find Jesse Martin sipping his morning coffee on the spacious back deck of his ranch house. He had just turned fifty and had retired as he was financially set for life. He admired the lush lawn and shade trees of his back acreage and smiled to himself. It cost a small fortune to have it maintained, but it was worth it. For twenty years he had lived in a tiny two-bedroom apartment above a Chinese restaurant where he spen...