That should piss your husband off. I’ll even take the pictures.”Danielle agreed and rolled over onto her back. That was when I got a really good l...ok at her. Danielle had a very nice face and personality but she had a killer body. She had all of the right curves, love handles, and features that any man would love. Her waist was slimmer than I had imagined, her breasts were much firmer than I had imagined, and her pubic hair was thicker than I had imagined. Thanks to my wife’s tongue giving her. I was bereft, and it took me six months to even contemplate doing anything to the house that we had called home for years, and in which we had brought up our children. John and Ben had been great, but they had their own lives to get on with and didn’t live that close, so I didn’t have the grandchildren to visit that often. The second year was about reconstructing my life, which involved me selling my (our) house, and buying a retirement home on a gated complex on the South Coast. It was a. Seconds later I was totally naked in front of a man who couldn’t be no more that five or six years older than me. I watched his eyes as he turned from his computer as saw me. His eyebrows rose for a second and I saw him swallow.“Okay Isabella, first your height and weight, would you stand on those scales please?”As I did so, with my back to the wall rather than my front, I imagined that he was one of those fake doctors in some of the videos that I had watched and that he was going to fuck. Her nose might have been a little too prominent but the coal black eyes and pouty lips kept me from focusing too much on that. She had come into my office to bring me more checks to sign. "My back is killing me," she said as she stretched out face down on the couch opposite my desk. "Can I get you to give me a back rub. I'm all tight and I need to get loosened up a little." I walked around the desk. I wanted to run my hands all over her body. Her short skirt barely covered her heart shaped.