I fetched it from my handbag which was on thekitchen table and scrolled through. It was Danny again from theweekend. Over the last couple of days he h...d sent me occasionalmessages and I had been replying. I had however spun a little web oflies that I was now regretting.Not satisfied with lying to him about my age, I had also told him Ihad a job. I really didn't want to tell him that I was basically justan ageing trophy wife! I had told him I worked as a P.A, and when hehad messaged earlier. While they were kissing, the friend reached over to milk some more pre-cum off my cock and then slipped her own covered finger in her and my wife's mouth where their tongues fought for who could get the most. Finally, I said, "Well, since I had to be pulled out off bed and you both have had a taste of me, how about I get a little taste of you?" They giggled and my wife said, "You already know what I taste like. Let's get this one to give us a sample." Her friend was very keen on the idea. She. ” I look into his gorgeous blue eyes as I lick my glossy red lips, and then let my eyes slowly move to his cock while I am blowing hard, and see his face flush as he steps back and his hand move involuntarily to his crotch trying to cover his bulge. ”Ok get out of the car now slowly, and bring your license,” I hear him growl.I slowly lean over to the glove box to grab my license, and I hear him suck in a breath, letting me know he has seen what I have on under my dress. French knickers, sexy. “Are you suddenly made of money?”“No,” Keith answered. “I told him we were newlyweds on our honeymoon and could only spend one night here. He did the rest.”“I like that,” Maddie said, tying her robe and opening her suitcase. She tossed the remaining items from her planned trip to Jamaica onto a chair then pulled out wool slacks and a shirt. “I miss having my cell phone. It’s how I check the time.”“You can use mine if you need to make a call,” Keith said. “It’s a satellite phone and where we’re.