My pulse races as blood courses through my veins, unused to such excitement and a stirring of my cock focuses my attention on the whisps of coloured s...lk and satin before me. I cast my mind back to those hedonistic days where two lovers intoxicated with each other would forget the looks of others, jealous or disquieted as I slid my hand up summer skirts and winter woollens alike, the feel of warm and tender flesh, of silk and lace covering the moist goal of my ministrations. Laughter and gasps. It was perhaps a fair and equitable settlement for a normal divorce that is not being contested. Frankly, I just laughed. It surprised me, really, because I am not known for theatrics but I wanted them to understand that we weren’t idiots and I even insinuated that you were very upset. I came right out and said that Tim was wanting to call in the marines but that you told him to wait.”Mom said, “That was bold. I was ready to curl into a fetal position somewhere and let life pass me by. Tim was. His words replayed in her head: he had described this death as “a good hour`s entertainment.” She knew whatever he alone would find “good entertainment” that was not what it would be for her.She was lowered to the ground, muscles relaxing from their cramped positions, wrist painful now as the cuffs were removed. The executioner called time, and play restarted prompt at twelve with the rubbing into the tiny wound on her arse a handful of salt, by two minutes past her backside had flared into a. More licks, slow and sensual. More moans, ‘Ohhhhh Mel, shit.’ I feel his legs tremble.I decide enough is enough and carry on down, one hand of mine finding his, now soaking wet, hairy thighs. Rubbing them up and down sensually. Feeling his wet matted hair underneath my fingertips. I make a mental note of wanting to ride myself to orgasm on them a well. Once we’re finished here of course.I let my hand and mouth wander, finally finding the sweet prize. I sit still, wanting this moment to last.