Bounding down the stairs, quick kiss on the cheek, promise to be home by 1am, car horn, door slam and silence. My wife as usual was not in the mood to...be touched let alone anything else. So I resigned myself to watching a little TV. By 9 o'clock Mary was already saying she was going to bed so with little more than a nod she left for our bedroom and asleep by the time I got in at 9:30. Did I say it was a typical Friday night in our home?About midnight I awoke to use the bathroom. I guess a few. My name is Ron. Let me relate how I handled the situation with my wife, Carol.When I retired a few years ago, it became necessary for Carol to get a full-time job, along with her part-time job, both for extra income and for the health benefits that we needed.Shortly after she started working, I noticed she was beginning to show her age. I usually get home from the golf club about the same time she gets home from work. Although she knows how hungry I am, she almost always says she has to rest. ’ It suddenly struck Emma that Peter hadn’t said anything about loving her, or that he agreed that she was ‘very fetching’. The way he talked about her, she could have been his housekeeper. Glancing over at Derek, she got the feeling that he was thinking exactly the same thing. ‘Well, I’ve imposed on you folks longer than is polite. I should be moving on now.’ ‘Do you play golf?’ Peter asked. ‘Some.’ ‘Fancy a round tomorrow?’ ‘Thanks, but no. I fancy a run more and Emma has agreed to show me. When she grimaced I put a finger to her mouth and went through the spell. The grimace disappeared and was replaced by a smile. "Thank you, Jeremy. It just hurt a little bit but now it feels really great." Good, MP, I'm glad because I need to push in another finger." I used some more lube and now three fingers pumped in and out of her ass. MP was really squirming now. I pulled my cock from her pussy, applied some more lube which I stroked all around it, and pushed it into the hole left by my.