Hell, I got laid after school already today. If you’ve ever wanted to try sloppy seconds, he was a big cummer and I’m still juicy.”I couldn’t ...elp it and my cock was bulging in the lightweight shorts I was wearing. She looked at it and grinned, “looks like that got you going. I don’t know why you won’t fuck me, Mom’s probably getting laid right now.”That got my attention. My wife, her mother, was off supposedly visiting her mom in another city. She rarely asked me to accompany her and that. ... you had a 'hard on'....... I think you call it... was that so?' I nodded my agreement and as it was getting apparent, I admitted that it was starting to happen again. She then started to tell me something which astounded me at the time but which now in later uears I accept as quite normal. It also meant that I grew up considerably in the next hour or so, although I already thought myself quite mature! She began by asking me if, when I had been beaten by her back in junior school, I. I pinged her back with can bury my face in them, and she responded that she was looking for that kind of reply only.We had some chats about each other over hangouts itself.She told me that she’s around 29 and married for last 4 years and now feels that her sex life has dried up. She and her husband do have sex but the spice is missing completely from their life. They just fuck each other without any new experiments and foreplay while she liked foreplay and taking dirty a lot.When I asked her. I mean, I don't want a career or anything, I don't hold with that women's lib crap. Still, a job wouldn't be as boring as housework." She paused, her eyebrows tilting. "Or would it?" she added. "It might be worse. What if I was working--in an office, say--and I still got horny during the day? I'd just have to suffer. At least when I'm at home I can fingerfuck myself whenever I want."Falling in with the mood of this talk, Caroline said, "Well, you might meet some handsome guy at work and--" Oh,.