She wanted me. All of me. I leaned down and parted her glistening lips with my thumbs before I flattened my tongue softly against her tender folds....The response was immediate. Her hips bucked up and she gasped loudly. “Oh god, please, please do that again!” She moaned. “I will do more then that,” I smiled up at her and laid a soft kiss right on top of her clit, making her groan and smile down at me. I went back to licking up and down her folds, going from the very bottom near her tiny. She began to move herhips again, trying to stimualte her hard clit, wanting to cum so bad, buti wouldn't let her quite yet though. I allowed her to rub herself for afew more seconds, letting her get as wet as possible. I inched my tummyaway from her clit and with a frustrated moan she tried to move me backbut i then spread open her legs wide and began to kiss the inner mostparts of her thighs very lightly. She moaned again, this time deeper as Ikissed all around her bikini line, barely running. I smile. She's like oh I'm so sorry because her dog is sniffing my feet (Pets love me). We small talk, she notices the bulge in my pants.She was so direct, she goes, sheesh that's all it took and she laughed. We introduce ourselves. For the sake of anonymity her name is Lorraine. Lorraine is a 54 year old from Long island, two k**s, 3 grand k**s, Divorced marketing executive who now lives LA. We exchange numbers. Later that evening I was out on a shoot and I get a text from Lorraine. A nude. I. "I let Pat ride me for a while and then pushed her over. We spooned first and had energetic sex in several other positions. Pat screamed when she was having an orgasm and moaned loudly when she wasn't. I came while doing her doggy—our favorite position.The next day there was an atmosphere in the house. I wanted to tell Pat I didn't mind what she did with Brian. Not even that she had told him, she was willing to have sex with him. She hadn't, and it was a long time ago. The most important thing.