I said yes quickly.It was close to closing so I called my mother, made up an excuse, and went home with them.I sat in the backseat while they sat in t...e front. I sort of wanted to fool around with Tabatha while her mother drove, but that didn’t happen.When we got to their house they took me up to their bedroom, yes their bedroom. They slept together in a queen-size bed. They told me that they normally took care of their own needs but on occasion they helped the other one out. Then on rare. To add to her problems she had to have Rick by Caesarean section so we had to wait three months so her pussy could heal properly, but at least now she gave me some lovely gobbles to help relieve my sexual tensions. In order to celebrate my wife,s return to sex her late parents bought us a weekend coach tour to Oban in Scotland and volunteered to look after baby Rick to give Sarah a break. I still had half a dozen unused condoms as I Didn,t think she wanted any more k**s for a while, but was. ” I always enjoy a bit of self-deprecation “I’m sure you have by many a girl.” was Talia’s immediate put down. “Well,” she said, smiling again “You had better come to the back of the shop and I’ll see if I can measure you up.” And she picked up her pad and her cup of tea and walked back through to the rear of the shop. I followed her, admiring her fine arse as she strode with swaying hips into the rear parlour. She sat herself down on a comfortable chair and beckoned me over to her. I stood in. Despite my good looks and rugby trained body, I’ve never been comfortable around the fairer sex and consequently never learnt how to chat them up. Not that I didn’t try, but I never seemed to be able to hook up with the ladies, mainly because they all seemed to regard me as the younger goofy brother they never had. Hip, hip hooray. The disco had been the idea of Paul, one of our rugby coaches and seemed like a good idea at the time but as the event drew closer I realized I didn’t want to go.