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"No not eaten yet, what are we having?" You ask.

"Well I am cooking Oysters." She says, "They are a natural Aphrodisiac. They were supposed to be for my date but oh well." She says laughing.

"Okay cool, I've never had them before." You admit.

"Excellent. Why don't you take a seat." She says so you go and sit at this small table, which isn't all that big. Mrs Ivy is cooking at the stove and you watch her ass as she moves around the kitchen, a couple of times she bends over and you get hard looking at her ass.

She looks back and smiles every now and then. About ten minutes later she comes over with a large dish filled with ice and about twenty oysters on top of it separated by half cut lemons. You go to take one. "Look John before we start I just wanted to talk about earlier."

"What about earlier?" You ask.

"You know me jerking you off." She says, for a second you are taken back there in your mind and smile.

"What about it?" You ask.

"Just wanted to make sure you enjoyed it." She says smiling.

"Well yeah of course I did." You say smirking.

"Excellent, lets dig in." She says. You watch her take the oyster and eat it, you then do the same as she did.

"Wow very nice." You say.

"Thanks John." Mrs Ivy says and smiles.

"So what shall we talk about?" You ask.

"Well let's get to know each other a little better." She says. "Like we are actually on a date, plus I might not get the chance if you decide to go live with your dad."

"Ummm. . . .Okay." You say.

"Great, so John, do you have a girlfriend?" She asks.

"Why does this keep coming up today," You say to yourself. "No I don't at the moment." You say having another oyster.

"Thats okay at your age, it's good to play the field. To tell you the truth I'm am also single now." She says.

"But what about the date?" You ask.

"Well once he cancelled I dumped him, he has done it to many times, anyway he had a small cock so can't be dealing with that." She says and smiles.

"Oh okay." You say.

"Your turn to ask a question." She says taking a sip of wine.

"Umm. . . . . ." You say thinking.