"Not for anything."

She let her eyes go big like a little girl does when she's amazed, and blushed. It was a new game for her, a very exciting game.

"What do you do with all your money,, Joe?" she asked.

Joe finished his beer and dented the can with his thumbs, then bent it double with one hand and threw it clattering across the table.

"I spend it all on naughty girls," he said.

"You're a fresh little bastard," Virginia said.

"Well, you shouldn't lead me on, lady," he said. lifting his hand from the front of his pants. There was a nice big cock-bulge there. "Your robe's coming open, Virgie," he smirked.

"Why shouldn't I lead you on, Joe?" she said, ignoring her robe.

"Because I might try something that you couldn't stop."

"Maybe I want you to try something, and maybe I wouldn't try to stop you, Joe."

"I ain't no snot-nosed kid, Virgie," Joe snorted, rubbing obscenely at his crotch.

"Jesus, I certainly hope not," she said, getting to her feet and slowly parting the top of her robe, her large tits spilling out "I'm glad you don't have to rush off, Joe," she said, sitting on his lap. Their lips met, first softly, then with heat and pressure.

Joe was not a timid boy; his hand covered her naked tits. "God, Virgie, I've wanted to play with your tits ever since the first time I picked up your garbage.

"Have you really?"

"Yes, really."

"Well, play with them. Do anything you want."

He pushed the robe off her shoulders. She shook her arms free and let it. fall to her waist. Both her nipples had turned a deep crimson and stood out hard against his palms. He lowered his face and closed his lips over one of the hard little knobs.

"Ooh, honey, honey, that feels good," Virginia moaned. "Take me up to the bedroom and put me on the bed."

With surprising ease, Joe stood up, lifting the woman with him. He carried her through the living room and up the three short stain to the bedroom. Her robe had fallen to the floor somewhere around the second stair step, leaving her naked in his arms.