I grabbed the TV remote and turned it off. She asked me if I saw any station I liked, and I replied I looking at the best show I have ever seen. I nee...ed another drink and she wanted one also. When I came back she had the bathrobe untied with a tit showing and she is playing with herself. I sat back down in my chair and continued to watch. Then she asked me to come sit beside her, which I did in a heart beat. She grabbed my hand and used my hand to finger her pussy. She got very wet and wanted. 'Did you mean that?' I enquired. 'Mean what, my love?' he asked. 'That I could just ask?' I replied.It took a brief moment for him to recall what he had said a few moments ago, then he gave out a small chuckle 'no my love, it was just a figure of speech.''Oh' I responded, with a slight sigh.He caught that, and said 'Why honey, did you think I meant it?' 'Sort of.' I replied'Oh, no, I didn't mean to offend you, sweetheart.' he added.'I'm not offended, Grandpa, I guess I thought, you know, maybe. My husband clearly noticed this too since he then encouraged me to show them the part of it hidden under my jeans. I stood up from the table and moved over to position myself directly in front of my friend’s husband. I smiled at him while unbuttoning my pants before teasingly turning around and bending over. I looked right at my friend while my ass was swaying a foot from her husband’s face. Her smile told me I should keep going so I placed my thumbs in the waistband on each hip and began. I started pushing my hips against her mouth, fucking her fingers and tongue. Vicky moved her fingers in me then abruptly pulled them out. I moaned in disappointment but one finger was quickly pushed back inside my pussy. The other finger began probing below my pussy and I felt Vicky gently touch my anus. I’d always thought that something like that would put me right off sex but it had the opposite effect, my pussy seemed to get wetter and a shiver ran up my spine again. I looked at myself in.