"Okay, have fun at school today!"Johnny slid out of the car. "Love you, Grandma!" He ran toward the school entrance.Robin watched until he'd run insid..., then checked the traffic—always chaotic just before classes started at the elementary school—and pulled out. She turned up the radio's volume slightly, though she really wasn't listening to it. Another day, another dime before taxes. That's what everyone said, and there were times she agreed with that view. It was hard to believe it was her. I saw it on someone in a club and knew I had to have it."she laughed. "Actually," she continued, "this is one of my favoriteoutfits. I love the leather pants and I think the look is so classic." Well, it looks fabulous on you." I said as my hand and fingers trailedover the leather taut on her hip and then on down to her rear cheekwhere I lingered for a squeeze. Her nipples hardened and poked againstthe sheer fabric of her blouse enough to be noticed."Can we do something a little different?" she. He claimed himself to be a ‘pervert’ who never stopped to think about sex or actually pursuing sex. He bragged to have masturbated multiple times in a day. I think, he got off on being a good story teller and showing off his body as he would often take his shirt off when talking about his sexual endeavors. He also displayed his nudity in the locker room, challenging the boys to match his large size cock. In the shower stalls, if he would get hard, he would start k**ding around and chasing boys,. That's what I needed to hear." I proceeded to tell her about my time with Benedict. I massaged her clit as I relived the fantastic fuck. She wanted to hear everything, so I didn't hesitate to tell her of his kind words as I waited for the butler, and of his parting message. "His exact words were, 'Please convey my gratitude to my wife for the use of her bed, Bonnie.'" I knew right away that the words hurt her. A sob escaped her, so I stopped my attentions to her pussy and breasts. "No, don't.