I tried to ecourage her, she smiled and said she really misses people our age. We were interrupted by a knock in the door.It was a package for her. I ...sked what it was and she said it was a toy for the k**. I wanted to see it but she refused. Before I could say anything, her husband called and she went next door to take the call.Me, beeing curious, I opened the box. Inside it was a big brown rubber cock. With a cup. While I was checking it out she came in. She was horrified. I found out her. We cut up his clothes. My sweet, loving husband did nothing wrong and yet she made me throw him out on the street.”“So you’re saying that this is totally her fault. She convinced you to eject him and no amount of disbelief on your part was enough to counter her insistence. She must have berated you for hours or days!”“Well ... maybe not hours of insistence, but she did seem convincing.,” Martha admitted grudgingly.“It sounds like you’re saying you wanted to believe her. You could have asked. ’ ‘I have a vivid imagination.’ She laughed loudly. ‘That’s bullshit, you are an engineer. Drop those clothes and let’s go skinny dipping before we go to bed.’ I had forgotten Jerry and my conversation by Monday morning, but promptly at 9:00, there was a knock on my office door. ‘It’s open, come on in.’ I responded. When the door opened, I immediately stood up and remembered every word Jerry had said. She was every bit of a drop dead gorgeous woman. Tall, dark hair, dark eyes, slender. Do you understand?"She nodded I stood there and took her in. She was about 32 or so, very pretty body for recently having had a baby. I imagined, by the apparent age of her baby, that the birth was about a year ago and she had evidently worked hard to get back into shape. Her vulva was puffy, either remnant from c***d-birth, or her current excitement. Either way, it made a very inviting target. Her pubes were soft and curly and longer than I normally allow, yet were trimmed into a nice triangle.