I guess you really couldn't blame her, though. She had just turned 52, her husband didn't take much interest in her, and no one really cared for her. ...o I guess it wasn't all her fault. But that didn't change the fact that things were going to be hell around the house for a while, probably longer than I wanted.My wife's a very attractive woman of 29. She's got a great body and is a wonderful person. Her mother wasn't unattractive, but she didn't compare to her daughter. My wife has fairly large. Josh said that I could join him, it would save water. I just laughed and said maybe. I told Josh to use my bathroom as it had just been remodeled and the shower was a multi head steam unit that was to die for. After several minutes I needed to get something from my bathroom and went there to get it. The shower was the type without doors, you just walk in around a little corner, it has heads in the ceiling and several in the walls. I was looking at myself in the mirror when Josh must have. We lay still for a few seconds then Kirk began to move in and out carefully. I lay still, getting used to the feeling. Presently, the feeling of fullness gave way to a very pleasant feeling, and I began meeting his forward movements with my own thrusts. After several awkward moves, I became aware that his cock was going deeper and deeper, until I felt his balls bumping my quivering little ass. He kept thrusting for a few more seconds, then suddenly pushed in deeper and held me tight. I. "Wow, room service," James laughed taking the plate and sitting more upright in his chair. All the time his eyes stared at those wonderful breasts. "Now, now, James, don't get too comfortable. We're not your slaves remember," the blonde said with a wink and a smile. "You get to clean up, ok?" "Sure thing ma'am," he grinned back. His eyes followed her butt as she strolled slowly toward the door. It wobbled a little, as though she wasn't used to walking on the high heels she wore. Then she was.