Her arms tightened around her chest.“I've seen you before. You're the old man thats been following me,” she whispered.He grabbed her hair that was...still in its pony.“Hmm you're right. I have been following you. I've watching your tight body for weeks. And you knew I was watching! You began to wear such daring clothing, teasing me.” He pushed his crotched forward and pressed it into her tummy.“Feel what you have done to me.” He growled out. Jades mouth opened in a gasp, her hands slowly fell. What’s wrong Lisa, is my tie not matching my shirt? Laughing off my comment she replied No not at all. Sorry I didn’t mean to stare. No problem, where’s Chuck? He’s still sl**ping, probably won’t get up for another half hour or so. Seeing I was low on my coffee Lisa instinctively grabbed the pot and walked over to pour some more in my cup. As she reached over her house coat became loose and I could see her breast and her fully erect nipple. Oh, sorry as she grabbed her housecoat and pulled it. I’d somehow gotten the acid on it, then inadvertently shrunk it, washing in hot water, then over thirty years ago, had donated it to the Salvation Army. Now, after the weirdest night in my life, that I’d thought was nothing but an elaborate dream, the jacket was hanging on the coat rack, just inside our front door, physical proof that my ‘dream’ had, in fact, been reality.I stood, shellshocked, staring, unable to move. It was real, hanging in my house, our house. I stepped toward it, then was. When her ankles were free, she bent her knees, spread her legs and held her arms toward him as he crawled up over her. He paused to plant a soft, lingering kiss on her golden mound. You're mine now... She wrapped her left arm around his torso and wrapped her right hand around his aching shaft to guide him to her entrance. He slowly slid his throbbing eight-inches of hard, male flesh inside her tight, slick, sweet body. This is where I belong ... I'm home... Oh, God ... I'm sorry, big man! I.