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”“You have a dog named Achilles?”Eric laughed. “Yeah, you met him, remember, the Doberman with only one standing ear? I always wanted to name a dog Achilles. This way when we walk I could say, ‘Achilles, heel!’” He laughed at his own joke. “You don’t remember my two other pets the mutt and stray cat ‘Spoiled’ and ‘Rotten’?”It took all my self-control to blurt out I had a hard time remembering him. “My God Eric, you got quite the social calendar.”“Yeah, crazy, right?” He chuckled. “Up to last spring the only way I could get anyone of the opposite sex to talk to me was if I had a tool in my hand fixing a clogged drain or broken widget of theirs. I guess it must be my new aftershave.”You poor clueless fool, I thought as Eric continued. “Kelly, how about...” It sounded like he was turning a page. “Um ... Sunday evening? I can barbeque something and we can watch a 3D classic movie, I even got the glasses.”Now I was pissed. I was not going to be scheduled like a dental appointment. “Eric, I. I didn't know it at the time but her friend had come over to babysit her young daughter and was inside the house.Our second date was a few drinks at happy hour. That is when I learned she had a daughter, a little more about her job and single mom status, and I got my hands on her tits on the drive home. It was after drinks, on the road back to her place, I had my hand on her thigh, just below her seriously short jean skirt and she put her head on my shoulder and was kissing and licking my neck as I drove us back to her place. At the stoplight, I reached out to pull her closer and accidentally put my hand on her firm tit and she let out a little gasp and a "yes" fell softly from her lips. I found a spot to pull over at and got both hands on her tits and we made out like teens until her phone beeped with a text from her babysitter asking how much longer she would be gone. She kissed me goodnight on the doorstep and when I gave her ass a squeeze, she rubbed up against my hard cock and.
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