He should be up; he had to go to the airport soon.She'd been having a wonderful dream about all of the things she was going to do to Bill when he got ...ome. She couldn't believe that she'd gotten away with her fling with Matt. Bill had never found out. She'd had everything. A husband who could provide for her and keep her in the style she deserved. And a younger man who worshipped the ground she pissed on at the same time. Life was good, too good."Hello," she snapped into the phone."Joyce, ish. But ... she wouldn't go down on me. In our older years my wife had turned into a prude: Sex at night only, lights out, under the covers, no anal, no oral. She would still get on top from time to time, but that was the only variety I would receive. I didn't really want to step out on my wife nor did I want the complexity of having to deal with another woman ... but ....I really longed for a warm mouth on my cock & balls. My thought, I could use this woman to blow me whenever I wanted and at the. Wankles nodded sagely. He understood."I want to feel sexy!" Daisy stood up. She wandered over to the dusty little mirror over the hearth, and looked at herself."Look at these boobies what I've got!" She pushed them up, two huge orbs of milky-white flesh, glowing with the orange firelight. "And check out my bum. Baby, I got back, and I'm not afraid to use it!"Mr. Wankles raised an eyebrow at her through a haze of pink pipe smoke that he blew into the cozy little room."Well, so what if I am?. I looked super hot in this attire. Without a bra, the breast curves looked seductive and the cleavage show was ample. I also pulled up my pajama shorts as high as possible so that my bare thighs were visible.I was now a complete tease. I went to open the door. Rakesh was still standing right outside the door checking his mobile. I opened the door and greeted him, “Hi Rakesh, Good morning.”When he heard my voice, his attention turned towards me and instantly, he was stunned by my look. I had.