When we last left off our hero was driving with his date to a seafood restaurant in Venice:

   We arrived, parked, and were walking down a deserted street on the way to the restaurant when June dropped her glasses.  She reached down to pick them up and a sudden rush of adrenalin ran through me as I saw that she was not wearing panties.  I don't know what came over me but I ran my hand down the length of her exposed ass.  As I was doing this she lingered, pretending to fumble with her glasses and when she emerged she grinned and gave me a wink.

    I remember nothing of dinner.  My next memory is back at her place where she invited me in for a drink.  She excused herself telling me that her fishnets were itching her and she wanted to change out of them.  When she returned we were sitting on the floor near her bed.  I leaned in to kiss her and she leaned away from me, but in a coy, teasing way.  After a minute we were in locked in a full embrace my hands exploring her exposed legs and thighs.  I leaned her back against the bed, spread her legs and explored her now wet pussy with my tongue. 

   After awhile we climbed into her bed and she did something I had never had done before or since:  She straddled me with a rolled up condom between her hands and with one motion put it on my cock as she slid onto me.  Wow!   Words cannot describe how good that felt.

    Well we had a lot of sex that night, my friends -- in many different positions.  This was probably one of the reasons for desiring a younger guy -- they can go all night!   But unfortunately for me, it was only one night.  I saw June a few times after that, but she had her boyfriend, and I would soon be off to New York to see how the East Coast women did it.