I had just gotten my t-shirt over my head, which was no easy task, and had my shorts down around my knees when I saw Mrs. Crenshaw turn just enough to...see me. I quickly turned to keep from exposing myself to her, stepped out of the shorts and got the robe wrapped around me.“I’m sorry about this Mrs. Crenshaw,” I apologized.“Don’t you worry about it, you can’t help it when you get caught in a rain storm.” She said. Mrs. Crenshaw took my wet clothes put them on the towel where my shoes were and. I didn't notice this earlier but she has places in her room to hang a sex swing from, so we put that up and I get in and she immediately starts playing with my ass. She lubes it, fingers it, and then slowly gets her whole fist in there again. After she's done playing with it, she gets her strapon lubed up and starts fucking me. It was a little before 11 when this happened and the next thing I know I hear people yelling happy new year out in the street and she's still going to town on my ass. Those damn tablets!And he had forgotten to put on the incontinence pad this morning.Groggily, he stood up as Marion knelt at his feet and pulled down hishosiery."Oh, mother, what are you doing?" she sobbed."It's those damn tablets. I can't seem to think straight, and I feellike I need to pee all the time." Let's get you cleaned up, and into something dry."Minutes later, Jason was reclined on the couch, wearing a long, rosepink housecoat over a sleeveless white satin dress. It was what a. .. Eventually I felt a hand on my cheek, and opened my eyes to see her face inspecting me, those large brown eyes focused on mine. "Are you feeling better now?" I sat up tentatively, and my head stayed fastened to my shoulders. "I think so." I stood up, and everything seemed to be more or less normal. "Thank you," I said with some embarrassment, "I don't know quite what came over me. I must be coming down with something." She shrugged her shoulders, and suggested that I might also have been.