I couldn't concentrate as she bent over to help k**s with toys!The next week she called over at the house one evening night to drop her daughters coat...off. My partner wasn't home, she said she had forgotten, but said she'd stop for a brew. We were very rarely alone, we got chatting and she asked if I enjoyed the party. I said I'd enjoyed it as always, then she took me off balance by asking if I'd enjoyed her dress, she said that she'd noticed me looking a few times. I apologised and explained. I've stayed away from those damned fucking boys! I wouldn't even let Uncle Ben fuck me! But now all I can think about is your wonderful prick up my pussy!"She dropped her forehead on her arms and cried pitifully. She had run out of ideas. It was useless. All her excitement had been for nothing."It just isn't fair!" she protested.When she had wanted to excite her tits against Theo's body, that had worked. When she had wanted him to lick her pussy, that had worked. When she had wanted him to. ” “You have a nice body!” I now regretted saying ‘nice body’. “You think so, Uncle Sam ? You’ve never seen me naked, then you’d see your error.” “ I think you look fine,” I had a complete erection now and laid a magazine over my shorts to hide it. “Thanks Uncle Sam, you made my day,” she said bending over to kiss me on the cheek, giving me a look down her top, seeing most of her two breasts. “Are you peeking down my shirt, Uncle Sam? Silly boy!”She said smiling. ‘There’s not much to see,” she. She was having too much fun to leave.“It was the best fuck I’ve ever had,” she confessed, “and I want more.”~~~She arrived home just as I was leaving for work.“Did you have a good time?” I asked her.“That doesn’t even begin to describe it,” she answered, “I’ll tell you all about it this evening.”That evening Carla described her session with Bobby in detail. It turned me on to hear it, the more she talked the harder my cock got.“I’d love to watch you two,” I told her.“Yes, that’s the plan going.