" Then we told you that we weren't mad, just scared that we didn't know where you were, and worried about your horn. And you said you understood, and ...hat you wanted to talk more in the morning." I don't remember any of that," Emily said."Well, that's what happened," Richard said.Emily sighed. "And why exactly are you not mad?" Why should we be mad?" Um, usually when someone does something like what I did, the other person in the relationship is mad. At least." Perhaps," Richard said,. Sometimes I feel like I am a maid here and unloved.”I said “Have you talked this over with him? He may not realize what is happening.” “You are smart for a younger man.”“Let me say this, If I had a wife like you, I would not let her feel unloved. I say that as not to infer I am not coming on to you.”She walks up to me, grabs my hand and says “Come on to me.” and tongue kisses me while “testing” my hardening dick thru my pants. She took me into her bedroom, and turns around and asked me to undo. When I got up to leave Jean showed me out and asked, “Are you busy tonight, I would like to offer you some dinner as a thank you for your help today?”I lived on my own, separated for nine months from a bitch. I said, “The help was nothing, you don’t owe me anything, the coffee was just fine.”Jean replied, “Okay, don’t think of it as a thank you, just dinner as a friend then.”Jean and I had had what you might call a mishap a couple of Christmas’s back, one evening here at Rick and Jean’s, Rick. . So she felt that eating me out was the way to do it. She has always been so forward sexually.” May trailed off, still teasing herself. The head of the dildo was slick and ready to enter her but she didn’t press inward just yet. “Tell me more while you get on the floor and ride your dildo.” May slid off of the couch and planted her dildo just before the table where her phone sat. She spread her legs and lowered herself onto it, gasping lightly as the cock split her lips open and filled.