I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. I stroked it as I watched the woman's mouth slide all the way down onto his prick and then almost all the...way off.Eventually she looked over at me. I smiled at her as I continued to stroke my prick. As she watched, I pulled my balls out from inside my pants. She gave me a big smile which I watched slide up and down on his prick. After several minutes of watching me she reached her hand up and touched the man on his chest. He turned to look at me. She told me that she was 34, married early, and is also divorced with 3 kids, 2 girls ages 15 and 13, and 1 boy age 10.After another round of drinks arrived, and with the small talk out of the way, I asked her, “Just what do I owe this unexpected pleasure of you joining me at this table?” She took a long sip from her glass of wine, looked down at the table for a few seconds, cleared her throat, and look at me sort of unsettling.“Well um I was wondering um if you would come to my house and um. My god it was huge!! he reassured me he would take it slowly and so gently he gradually eased into me, slowly at first but gaining momentum. It was the biggest cock that had been in me, I pushed back against him matching his rythm, he came all to quick. but it was ok. He pulled out and cleared an area on his desk and asked me to lay on it so he could look at me. He undid my bra and got me to lie on my back drawing my knees up and parting them rubbing my clit telling me he hadn't done yet. He. I found out she was a post-coital conversationalist. My theory is that the endorphins in her brain triggered by sex also caused her to forget about her worries.The two of us relived some of our high school days and talked about our lives currently.I confessed the crush I had on her since about 7th grade. She wished she had spent more time with her friends than studying. We laughed as we shared our memories and wistfully talked about our dreams. Our conversation wandered, eventually turned to.