I am in my mid 60s and my gorgeous, sexy wife is 52. She is stunning with dark brown hair, perfect 34D tits and well shaped, long legs with pretty per...etually manicured feet.She has known about my intense fetish for nylons since we got married and she happily indulges my obsession by wearing ultra sheer pantyhose pretty much everyday, weather permitting (it gets pretty hot in AZ). She loves wearing nylons so much that she even sleeps in them. She wears them to work and she wears them when she. I laughed, let her go and said … I was just fooling, so come on, get ready we have to take you shopping. She was relieved as I reluctantly let her go. She ran out of the room. But, I had achieved what I wanted. I had openly and shamelessly pressed her tits and shoved my dick between her bums and asked her about her tits. It was moving a step ahead to make her comfortable for what was to follow. You will recollect from the 1st episode that she had slept hugging me the whole night and in the. Kewal ek hi baat pe wo mujhse darti thi ki kahin mein uska chumma liya toh usko batcha naa thahar jaay pet mein. Ye baat zahir bhi Kar chuki thi.Jab bhi usko garmi chadhti uska maatha bhari ho jaata aur mein uske pet nabhi pe haath ghumata chusta toh usko maza bhi aata aur sex ka jwar utarte hi maatha halka ho jaata ye mein samjh chuka tha. Ek din bimla ka petikot sukh raha tha uspe daag dekh ke poocha toh sharmate hue se boli peshab wale raste se chiknapan nikal jaata hai. Meine pyar se bola. We set up a date for next Friday night and I'd pick her up at her place and we'd go somewhere nice for dinner, then maybe to the Riverside for some dancing before we went back to my place and parked the Airstream.In the meantime, almost every guy in the place was using the Loving Hands cleaner and telling anybody who'd care to listen that it was the greatest stuff since jelly beans. As the week went on, I noticed things were getting back closer to normal. I mean, I could hear the odd grumble.