He expressed his happiness. When I went to his office he showed me his books and files and asked me to keep them up to date. I said ok and went throug... the books and files. His accounts were in area and his papers were lying all over the table and needed proper filing. I got busy tidying his things. I saw he was watching me closely and made occasional comments to help me to search things.I had tea and snacks with him and we went on working. He was busy with his computer thumbing mails sending. I asked her to tighten her grip over my hips with her legs. We lip locked again. We were sweating like horses. As i increased my strokes into her pussy, she scratched my back with her nails and started talking dirty – full of expletives I never knew she could speak that language.In the middle of this action somehow my cock started to lose its mojo. I didn’t want to lose steam midway. To keep it hard I began thinking of all the girls I’ve seen in porn movies. Didn’t help much. Then I started to. This was the thing that older man’s fantasies are made of. My pecker showed its interest. Tara noticed, laughing, “Well, somebody likes the idea!” She reached out for it. I was a goner.We fucked on the beach. Damn, it was good. I felt thirty years younger and she obviously had a good time. Those titties were a delightful hand and mouthful.She even got me hard again for a long screw with a weak cum shot before we went back to the house.After she saw me return from church the next day, she texted. Cindy knows though, because Mama told her at the same time she told the rest of us. Now you have someone else to be worried about. I'm pretty sure Cindy has doubts, but I'm going to tell her you admitted it to me." Shit, Kenny. Shit, shit, shit. She's just going to go running off at the mouth about this. You should have just taken out an ad in the News, and saved yourself a bunch of trouble. Don't tell her I said that about me and Vellie. Tell her it isn't true, that we denied it. She'll.