Feeling like the king of the universe, I asked her what she planned to do with the rest of her evening.She hugged me, and whispered, ‘I want to make...love with you all night long, Professor Coffey.’I drew back, if only to look into her entrancing eyes. She nodded to let me know that she had meant exactly what she had said to me.I drew her close this time, and asked her if she was sure.She whispered again – ‘I’m sure, sweetheart. I love you, and want you – badly.’I smiled, and said, ‘Then you. I start at your shoulders… rubbing, massaging… work my way down your back… working your lower back, removing the knots that are there…. I slide my hands down over your hips, lingering for but a moment as I move downward and start massaging your thighs… did my finger just graze your pussy? Did I feel your swollen lips? Do I know how arroused you are? Or was it your imagination? I slowly rub the back of your thighs… your knees… work on your calves… more and more of your tension leaves you… I. Flipping her over to her back I watched as her mature breasts slide slightly to the sides of her body. I was just now realizing how much work she had put to maintaining her body and I was going to be rewarded for it. Pulling her hips up I matched her pussy to my cock and shoved it back in. With my left hand I reached around her back for support and my right calmly found sanctuary holding on to her ass checks. With just one motion I pulled her up and back into the shower we went. With each. Her husband would let her have free reign to play with guys who he approves of and I luckily fit that criteria. After a while of chatting and swapping pics we agreed to meet. This is the story of that day.I awoke excited and nervous. This gorgeous blond had a lovely curvy body with a nice fat ass and a pretty face to op it off. Her experience also worried me, would I be upto standard?! With nerves rattling around me I started to get ready, sending a text to her to check we were all still on..