I don’t have the emotional detachment to agree to her spending time with another man. But, even though it may sound illogical, I can cope with my wi...e having a female companion – provided it doesn’t detract from our husband/wife relationship. Sara was easy to have around the house, she had a cool ageless beauty and could have been any age from a mature looking 29 year old to a youthful 42 year old. It was irrelevant to ask, although she did mention that she had a c***d in his late teens. She. . She was lovely in her crisp white blouse, plaid skirt, wool knee socks, black ‘Mary Jane’ shoes, and a pretty red ribbon in her long brown hair.“Knock-knock,” I silently mouthed, while making a motion in mid-air with my knuckles as I stood in the doorway. They were much too involved to notice they were no longer alone, so I pulled up a chair in dark corner and quietly allowed them to finish what they were doing.Rick stroked her ear while gently instructing her. “Hold your lips-nice and ti-oh. He encouraged me to initiate something with her and I did. Our conversation was cut short as Maddi and I began exploring each other fully with our hands.I had been wearing my little Yoga/booty shorts and a sports bra, removing both as I walked toward her. She sat there with a look of pure anticipation on her face like someone was about to hand her a puppy. As I reached her bed, I pulled the covers from her legs and ran my upturned hand from her feet and up her leg as I sat on the edge of her. She put it in her mouth. So hot and salty. It tasted delicious. She looked down. Sam was fighting to catch his breath, his thing still hard. “That’s enough for now, honey. I’m going to go take that shower. I’ll have dinner ready in a little while.” She jumped down off the washing machine and sprinted out of the laundry room, hopping over the spilled basket. She didn’t like running naked, covered in sperm, through her house. But she didn’t want Sam to catch her for round two.“Okay,” Sam said. He.