He gets to fuck me on Sundays, holidays, and special ones like his birthday. Otherwise my pussy is for business purposes. Well, that’s what I tell h...m. Occasional dick-dippings of long-time friends happen during the week when my schedule and opportunity permit.My girlfriend chats with me from time to time. She thinks I’m being mean to my husband. So I asked her, did she want to be “un-mean” to him during the week? It was OK by me. Just limit it so he’s still eager to do what I want. She could. Whether due to hormones or whatever, it only seemed natural to her to begin flirting with him. To tease him and touch him sometimes, winking across rooms and wiggling her little tushy at him playfully. It was so fun and so heady, but up to this past week it had been something she could have explained her way out of feigning innocence.Not anymore, she had seen him looking at her differently this past week. She had caught him gazing at her chest, or her butt or something other than her face. I always just roll my eyes and walk away thinking, "Boys!" I wonder whether he thinks of me when he masturbates. I wonder whether his large cock gets erect just at the sound of my name; I wonder whether he just plays with it, touching the head and stroking it ever so slowly. I wonder whether his cock urges to be near me, to be near my tits, to be near my pussy. I wonder whether he pumps his cock and cums to my name, screaming "Oh Katie! Fuck!". I wonder what it would be like with him inside of. Now as I was saying I am a 51yr with a son that had become my daughter of all things and plenty of make admirers coming in and out the house but she did have her own apartment across the Thames at Canary wharf living the high life as some porn star. Now life as she must have lived thru must have been hell with her father walking out and me all alone to bring her up I saw changes that I wasn’t expecting I stood by her even moving her to other schools that wouldn’t allow her to be herself so I.