" He appraised her, his eyes travelling from toes to face and back again. He liked what he saw very much and was reminded of the actress who played El...ira. What was her name? Ah yes, Cassandra Peterson. This vision in front of him had a dress so low cut and a bosom to rival the actress, that the comparison was almost automatic.Several JD's and cokes joined the first and after an hour of talking to this vision, that matched him drink for drink, the alcohol was having an effect. His imagination. I just was too elated. I could not imagine my luck. Here I had one of the most beautiful and sexy in her prime youth in my lap. I started growing inside my shorts and wondered if she was able to feel it. I had already dictated her enough correct answers to pass and now her sensuous body could be invaded a bit. I slowly but firmly slipped my right hand into her blouse.She pretended to be mildly shocked and tried to pull it out but I was not in a mood. She pleaded ” Please sir don’t”. It was so. He sat back in his chair and fondled his erection while watching her move from pose to pose. This was just like it had been when they had first married.Unable to hold back, he said, “You are every man’s wet dream.”It was the highest compliment that Jack would give a woman. He was placing her on a pedestal occupied by every playmate of the month since Playboy had come out. She undid the little ribbon holding the top closed. It fell open exposing a major percentage of her breasts.She asked, “Do. I was stiffas a board, and Ruth said, "Damn, you two have nice cocks."She then pulled out some cushions, and laid Charley on his back, mounting himand sliding up and down. He was cupping her breasts, thrusting and moaning.Ruth then bent forward, saying "C'mon, Joe, give me what I want." As theyfaced me, I walked forward and said, "lube me up first, Ruth." She giggled,then started sucking and slurping on my cock, still fucking Charley like mad.As I fucked her wet, open mouth, I was surprized.