She came home, showered and then came over in slippers and robe to unwind over a cup of my John Wayne style coffee before going to bed. I once asked h...r how she could sleep after downing several cups of pure caffeine. In reply, she simply smiled and winked at me. I couldn't imagine what the wink meant because she had been divorced for several years and I knew she didn't have a live-in lover. A few days after Jessy and I became lovers, Linda changed her routine. Instead of coming over in her. As I walked out the shop assistant pointed to the mirror that was at the other side of the shop. I’d have to pass all the people to get there. The couple saw me first and watched me go by. Then the girls. They stopped giggling and stared as I stood in front of the mirror and smoothed the material down. As I turned from side to side, to see myself from all angles, I could see the couple and girls in the mirror. They were still looking at me. I decided to bend over a bit to look at the skirt at. Moaning in pleasure as feet caressed his cock he sucked and licked the precum from the cock in front of him. "Turn around, I want to play with your arse." He heard the man say. He gladly manoeuvered his body so his arse and dripping cock was in front of this man's face. John's head bobbing up and down on the cock, even suppressing his gag reflex so he could fit more into his moist mouth. Lust had overtaken John. Any thought of wife and family had left his mind. His eyes rolled back as he felt. And as gross as her oversized breasts were, they were nothing compared to her oversized muscles. They were ridiculously huge and ridiculously cut. They were as big I thought they were when she flexed out of her sleeve in the barn, and as big as I told myself they weren’t last night when I tried to get to sleep. And each one bulged out with perfect definition. Even when as stood there, not moving, her muscles twitched and rippled as if they were fighting for position on a body that wasn’t big.