This rendezvous occurred after part 4 of the mentioned series. This story was re-written to stand alone but reading the other series first will help ...he reader with some context.It's Sunday morning, the wife has gone to church to pray for my soul. Course she wouldn’t have to save my soul, if she’d just spread her legs a couple times a month! When my wife hit her 60th birthday the frequency of our intimacy decreased to the point we have been in a 2-year dry spell. This lack of intimacy has. His dick was making a bulge in his shorts. I reached behind myself to unhook my blouse and pull it out of my hands. His eyes went wide when he saw my large breasts slightly hanging with age inside a new black brassiere I had bought today only. Smiling shyly I unhooked my brasisere and pulled it off too revelaing my smooth milky breasts with their nipples getting erect but still pointing downwards with age and maturity. I held them and asked him to knead them.Ravi walked to me and putting his. I decided to keep encouraging my wife to undo buttons and see if she would keep going.I whispered for her to undo the lower buttons now, and waited to see if she would. She looked at me for a second, as if to ask, "You realise where this is going?" Then, when Dave looked ahead for a second, she undid three lower buttons. This had the effect that the action of walking would make her blouse separate across her legs, showing her pubic hair as she walked; now there only being one central button. He'd seen Mandy and Judy in the office one morning in a very obviously hot girl/girl sexual session and he knew neither of them would want it spread throughout their company that the two of them had been hot lovers.With that information in his back pocket, Tom told Mandy that she'd have to do whatever he wanted in the way of sex for the remainder of his time with the company. He fully expected Mandy to protest and fight him in his demands upon her. Tom was totally surprised when Mandy began the.