‘We’re too far from civilisation for takeaways, Allan. Would you like some soup? I made bread fresh this morning too.’ ‘It sounds wonderful,�... he replied, his voice weary. She took the tray out into the kitchen and came back with the soup steaming in her green dragon bowl and a thick slice of brown bread spread with butter. She stood for a moment in the doorway. Allan had loosened his tie and was staring at the fire as if hypnotised by the dancing flames. The ginger tabby still sat peacefully on. I had to arch my neck to let her tongue into my mouth. I felt her hand at the zip at the back of my dress and slowly she pulled it down and opened the back of my dress to caress my naked back. I murmured incoherently into her mouth and she kissed me harder, moving to allow the dress to fall away from me as she stroked the straps down my arms. I felt the dress slide slowly down my legs to lie at my feet. Her hands on my shoulders she stepped back and let her eyes roam over me then kicked off her. After a few discussions and photo-swapping sessions with James, we came to agree on a plan of action. A hotel was booked for a Saturday night about half way between our two homes and we arranged to meet James in a pub nearby at 7.00 pm. We didn't want James to stay all night, but to fuck Bridget for about 2 hours and then go. We had talked about the male escort fantasy and James agreed to this arrangement, with me paying him an agreeable fee as he left.As the day arrived the anticipation was. I cupped it in my hand as I hugged her to me. "I think we should go for a ride. There will be a group of wanderers near here in a half hour. They are a family group that I think would fit here nicely. Do you want to go with me to get them?" I tongued her ear a little and squeezed a bit on her cupped titty. I gave the extended nipple a little flick. Then I rubbed her rounding belly. It wouldn't be too much longer before she couldn't go with us."Yes husband, father of my child, I would like to.