They came faster, and higher.Each wave was being compressed into the one before, and the one to follow, until they had blended into one sustained peak...of pleasure, and Caroline was melting with the ecstasy of a prolonged orgasm. She churned her ass and rolled her belly. Her hips worked like pistons and her legs trembled violently. Jonathon gave a little moan of satisfaction as he realized his wife was coming.His lips parted and clamped over her hairy cunt, and he sucked the cuntjuice out of her. . She was making her way down the drive to his door when a voice stopped her. “He's not in. I saw him go out about an hour ago.” It was Jenny, his neighbour. She had some secateurs in her hand. She straightened, putting her hand into her back. “Oh, my back! Just pruning the roses” All that Jan was aware of was Jenny's very ample bust, which was made more evident by her arching her back. “It's Jan, isn't it? You're his niece?”“ Yes, we met briefly before.” she replied. “Actually, I knew he'd be. I passed on the option of either false eyelashes or mascara - I didn'thave the time or the confidence for either. Working hurriedly now, I useda brush to add bronzer just below my cheekbones and then some rouge.Finally, I painted on some lipstick, trying to be as neat as possible.With lots of choice, I selected what I thought of as a conventional redhue. I had to admit it actually looked rather good on my fairly full lips- then rebuked myself for even thinking that way. It didn't look good. Then one morning I did notice, and thought it strange. Had I picked up the skirt and jacket in a nostalgic haze? I decided to keep an eye out and firmly put this outfit well away from the front. In fact I took a photograph on my mobile phone, once I had put all the washing away. It disturbed me greatly that if it was not me moving these clothes, then it must be my teenage son! I went to work, and got back after a late meeting. I felt tired, and so I went for a shower to put some life back in.