I stepped in, behind him slowly and shut the door. He was still oblivious to my presence. I placed my hands on his shoulder blades gently and ran them...down his back. He looked over his shoulder, saw it was me and smiled. He stayed looking at me, I continued. I very softly kissed his shoulder blade, my upper lip protruding over the lower, in a slope of subtle sexual invitation. I ran my hands slowly from his lower back, down to his ass. I started to crouch down, continuing to run my hands over. I couldn't help but notice that he was a little bit smaller than me, with a thick bush of pubes. His hard shaft pressed against Ellen's abdomen and left a tiny wet patch of precum on her vest. He pushed his hips forcefully against her, whilst his hands pulled her tight to him.Finally Ellen broke away from him. He stood there, mouth ajar, blinking morosely with his jeans around his ankles. Ellen pushed him backwards and he sat on the edge of our bed. She hooked her fingers around the waist band. When I told them that you keep me in orgasm for over fifteen minutes at a time and then finally persuaded them it was true, the meeting broke up. The women bailed out to try to find you, I think. And they never answered my question, either," she pretended to grump.Dan laughed at her story and said, "I'm sorry, hon. Seriously, though, why the call? What's on your mind?"Cindy quickly told him about April's report and he laughed again. "Well, what do you know?" he exclaimed. "I think we must. He’s very sweet and he loves me.’ ‘No he’s a control freak. He’s in love with himself, and he’s out with that other woman, who, Hannah? They’ll be screwing all weekend. Shit you’re stupid. You think they didn’t know we were older? They’re out on my parent’s boat laughing and wondering what we’re doing to you.’ Allyson stopped, arms akimbo, angry, ‘He’s not a control freak. He had no idea you’d be so old. He loves me, he’s not screwing Hannah, and he and I are going to get married. Hey how old.