After finishing her third, the most she had ever been able to get down in one sitting, she giggled. "I can't hold it like you, Joe. I have to go pee." She squirmed on her seat, the need very strong, and felt light-headed and free, free to do anything she pleased.

She missed the quick glint in Joe's eyes when she said the word "pee". He knew that really nice ladies, at least well-bred nice ladies, didn't say words like "pee in front of young boys they barely knew. He took his hand and bent his growing cock down his pants leg.

When Virginia returned, she felt wonderful, a little giddy, and extremely sexy. It gave, her a delicious thrill to know that she was naked under her robe and drinking beer with a handsome teenager. When she sat down, her robe parted to each side of her thighs, exposing over half her legs.

"Let's have one more beer, Joe, and then you'd better get on with your route or you'll be all day," she said. She flipped a cigarette from the half-empty pack lying on the table and lit up. The blue smoke curled wickedly from her flaring nostrils. "I wouldn't want you to be late getting done because of

"Don't sweat it, Virgie. I start early. You're my next to last stop," he said from the fridge. The hollow pop of two more beers sounded.

Virginia felt the dull throb of growing excitement in her cunt and crossed her legs, exposing bare flesh almost to her crotch. She took the beer from his hand and tipped it quickly to her lips.

Joe looked hungrily at the gaping front of her robe and took a slug from his beer, then sat in the chair beside her. His hand fell across his lap. To hide a hard-on, perhaps, Virginia thought, the juices in her cunt starting to flow. The boy leaned forward, glancing again down the deep cleft between her titties, and took one of her cigarettes.

"You're too young to be smoking, Joe," Virginia chided.

"Nah" he said, "I'm not too young for anything."

"Not for anything?"