Fortunately each gave her age so with application of a modicum of logic the elder two were put aside and Miss Fortesque was selected and an invitation...to an interview at my humble abode was arranged.She arrived on Monday forenoon, a slender person riding in a two wheel trap with the Blacksmiths’ lad from Froxby. A slender damsel as far removed from from Cooks ample personage as one might imagine.“Miss Fortesque,” I greeted her, as I heard the clatter of their arrival over the cobble stones.. It was this night that they kissed for the first time. My ex-wife told me she knew it was wrong but she could not stop. His hands were all over her body. Did not take long to get her clothes off. When his cock came out she could not believe the size. She told him she would just give him a blowjob because there’s no way that would fit inside of her. As she took his cock in her mouth she would ruminate In the future of how it grew even bigger. he reached in the dresser drawer and pulled out some. I got myself dolled up in some sexy lingerie and heels and poised myself over my bed. It was going to be quick and it was going to be so fucking sexy that Jason wouldn’t be able to last very long. I text Jason and told him to come straight in when he arrived and go straight to my bedroom.Jason arrived looking super hot in a black suit with white shirt. When he saw that I was bent over and waiting for him, he didn’t wait around before sliding his fingers around my soaking wet hole to prepare me. I of course denied this but it was obvious that I still wanted Evelyn. That evening we met up as planned although Evelyn was alone. She made an excuse for her husband, stating he felt unwell and was having an early night. I was well pleased as I had never liked her dick head of a husband. Evelyn herself looked stunning in a flimsy white cotton shirt with no bra , a very short denim skirt and wedged sandals. It was clear her tits were as full and firm as when she was a teen. That being the last.