I walked over to her and put my hands on her waist, I looked into her pretty blue eyes and said you fucked Henry. She said yep.She said they had been ...orking out and he mentioned that his wife and son had gone to Florida and he was all alone. She said that she noticed his semi hard cock in his shorts and she thought she would flirt with him . She said I spread my legs wide as I did my exercises giving him a clear view of my legs all the way up to my thong under my shorts. I started to pull down. So Kelly Gracey was now Kelly Peterson. She had been a wreck after the divorce but we kind of hit it off right away. Kelly and I tried dating for about three months after the funeral but we decided friendship with benefits would be better. In between relationships (sometimes during) we would meet up and screw each others brains out. It was a real good deal for both of us. No commitments or any attachments involved. Two months ago I had a "fuckover" with Kelly when she asked if I. " I'm terrible Phil. I definitely don't deserve you." I feel the same about you."Marisol shook her head. "That doesn't make sense. I've never been anything but a mistress, a rich man's whore born and bread. The best I've been has been a maid. And you. You're a fucking genius. You could be anything you want, have any woman you want." Only if I can have you." Even if I ... divorce, I won't marry you. I'll be your mistress until you wake up and see the real me. I won't have your child. That's for. Her face was tanned and weathered and I figured her to be at least in her early sixties although her body looked much younger. I was watching her walk by and she caught me looking and gave me a big smile. She even slowed down and turned her head back to look at me. We both smiled back. She continued to walk to the other side of the pool. I kept my eye on her and she on me. She sat down on a lounge next to a bald headed guy with a big belly. I watched them talking and then they both turned.