I felt like I was a character in a porn movie - or at the least, a naughty story. I was astonished, though, at the reality. The reality that I was fol...owing the lead of a woman that I’d ‘known’ for less than ten minutes.I didn’t know if I was only imagining the stern look to her countenance; I thought not - the look on her face bespoke determination and resolve. As we walked, she spoke.“I’ve already locked the doors and turned on the ‘Closed’ light. My husband was very heavily insured with term. I place my hands on his hard forearms and he squeezes me gently. I don’t mind being so close to him in public, and I’m secretly wondering if it’s him protecting me from his friends, or if he genuinely wants to be touching me. Being this way with me seems effortless for him. It’s probably both. I find a table and we start munching our burgers and fries. Ethan wouldn’t let me pay for myself. The guys start talking about their plans for the rest of the week, trying to orchestrate another man date. ”Aunt Jenny looked and me and I just shook my head. She would get no help from me. She spread Angies ass cheeks apart and took a tentative lick at her brown hole.“Fuck, Aunt Jenny! You can do better than that!” Angie grabbed Aunt Jennie’s hair and forced her face into her ass, then looked over at me. She raised her eyebrows and made a motion like clicking a camera. I got it. I took out my phone and started recording.“Oh, Aunt Jenny! You are so good at that! I love how you eat my asshole.. ‘Damn! Of course she’s gone home for the day,’ she thought as she remembered that she had told her Secretary she could go home earlier. “Um… That’s kind of what I’m here about if you’ll just hear me …... he never got to complete the sentence before she shut him up. “Well I’m not interested,” and then she moved towards the door and held it open. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got tons of work to do.” She said with a steely finality in her voice. Jack’s next move shocked the hell out of Lynda.