We were a family again. All talking, laughing and good memories. Once home Mary opened some more wine and we continued talking through another two bot...les. I was starting to see a side of my wife I hadn't seen in a long time and it was wonderful. Her figure forming black dress came down to her knees and the sleeveless top was cut low maximizing cleavage. Becca was equally stunning with her loose red dress with white accents. Her flowing skirt came down mid thigh but her top had an equal amount. Why are you up this early?"She giggled, "I'm an early riser too. My first class at school is at seven thirty so it's a habit. Thanks, black please, Mr. Sessions."I got up as she stood at the table eyeing the paper, "You're welcome. How did you sleep?"Yawning again with another delightful stretch, "Not too bad. You have a lot of things still around from your wife don't you."I prepped the coffee maker as she sat and took one section from the paper and began reading it.I told her that, "Yes, I do.. .I'm...I'mmm...CU...OOOH, OOOH, aaaah, aah." It was truly like a huge shock of electricity. I really felt like I lit up it was so strong. I bucked my hips back and forth almost out of control; I just wanted his cock deep, deep inside me. As the wave of intense pleasure washed over me, I kept moving slowly to keep the feeling alive in my bliss-filled pussy."Oh, Ryan, that was unbelievable. Thank you, thank you. Oh, I want you to cum." So, I began to go round and round as he rocked back and forth. As he did he flinched, for as he looked at the pale blue eyes, the weathered skin, the scabs on her arms, he recognized something lost and loveable in her abandoned and forsaken face that tore at his humanity. ‘Fuck, I’m getting old,’ he thought. ‘So, filling up?’ he asked. Her mouth full, she nodded, saying, ‘Yeah, this is really good!’ He smiled at her. ‘Alright!’ he replied. After they had both finished eating, she asked him where he worked, and he told her at Central Division, and gave her.