She opened the bottle and poured three glasses and she looked over at Beth, “she ok” “Yeah I'm fine “said Beth, I smiled at Maria and she laug...ed. “Do you fancy him” Beth slurred “Oh yes he’s very nice”, do you wanna fuck him then” she said “Coz I know how hard his cock got looking at you in the restaurant” that was a big word for a drunk. “Oh,” Maria blushed” well that depends how turned on I get. Now that was like a red rag to a bull for Beth,” can I show you something,” Beth pulled out her. The biggest issue had been a difficulty achieving climax, even through masturbation. Needless to say, this had become very irritating. For the past few months, I had been seeing a therapist weekly, and she seemed to understand my thoughts and needs. At thirty-three, Katie was twenty-four years younger than me, and I found myself attracted to her. She always dressed nicely and I kept noticing her wedding ring, wishing I had been the man who placed it on her finger. Her breasts attracted me, and. I looked behind me and gazed as she sauntered into the room. What a remarkable sight. She wore nothing but a pair of black leather bikini panties; the two halves connected by a thin strip of leather that barely covered her trimmed snatch. The scent of her perfume, a light musk, which she knew was my favorite, permeated the room.She walked closer and stopped directly in front of me, just beyond my reach."Hi, babe," she huskily whispered. "Are you ready for something special?"I swallowed loudly.. I promised I would. When I hung up, I though of how strange it was to be talking to my mother-in-law about another woman. Life had a way of throwing you for a loop sometimes.I didn’t stop on the way home for dinner thinking that perhaps Jen and I would go out to eat later. I got home, took a shower, and sat down to relax. About thirty minutes later my phone rang, it was Jennifer.“Hey Jen, how are you.” I asked.“I’m doing ok, and you?” she replied.“Just waiting on you to call.” I laughed.“Aw,.