I didn’t say anything or think of anything until the hand kept stroking my leg and the hand was working its way up my thigh under my boxers toward m... cock. Once I realized it was Steven and not my wife, I was unsure what to say or do...I was thinking of my next step and then I felt another hand touching my other leg. I had both my wife and friend rubbing my leg, moving closer to my cock. A few minutes go by and we are talking like nothing was going on, the hands keep climbing up my boxers until. Man really I confess that older women do have the maturity,confidence and attractive persona that can make any one fly in the sky and reach heaven. So I bid her namaste aunty and I went to my home. Needless to say that I masturbated countless times after reaching home.Next day again I was sent to her home rang the bell and again she stood before me in another simple yet hot saree exposing her assets pretty sensuously and in a homely way. Just by seeing her l get so aroused , what would happen. "Its a compliment," I assured her as I watched her eyes saddens. Breaks my heart. I guess she is sensitive about that topic. She regained her composure, and removed her reflective neon jacket, and hangs it on the passenger seat and uses it as a cover. Underneath that large jacket is a snow white sweater, and I watched her remove it over the top of her head, underneathe it is a white fluffy bathrobe.I am sitting on the lower bunk bed, and she is doing all this right infront of me. As she removed. What the hell I thought, "Give me a Powerball,lotto, and a Show Me Cash. I took my three tickets and eighteen centsand drove carefully home.When I got there I was greeted by my kids, a Rottweiler, and twoDachshunds. At least they respected and loved me for who I was. I halfexpected them to jump up as I entered the gate. But they just crowdedaround tails wagging in greeting.I got their dinner, then started fixing my own. They seemed cheerful asI half danced to the music that was now playing,.