Guests gone, evening over, Lisa doing something in the kitchen. My body wanted to go to bed but my mind was telling me that I had to clean up. Fucking...mind. "Never fucking mind, fucking mind." "What?" :isa asked from the kitchen. "Just mumbling to myself babe" I replied, just as she bounced through the door into the dining room with a fresh bottle of red and two clean glasses. Grinning. "How can you possibly be so fucking happy with this fucking mess to pick up?". "I'm fucking happy because I'm. At any rate, it was Jill's belief that since her mother knew what it felt like to lose the love of her life, she was taking pity on this man, whose name was Dennis. I decided not to mention the possibility that a still young woman might have needs and desires that are a lot more fun to pursue with a member of the opposite sex.According to Jill, Lynne claimed to have had a good time, but they only went out twice. I knew what it felt like to be around Lynne after your wife had died, so I was. . I kind of laughed and said he likes anybody who will pet him.. She said That's not what I mean his cock is against my pussy.. I said oh shit, You want me to take him outside.. She said no actually she was still horny and it feels good.. A couple minits later she scooted further down on the sofa and said yes that feels much better he's inside me now, I think I might just like this.. About that time Bigboy hit her hard and she hollered "damn he's big".. I ask if she want me to get him off and. Deciding that I had wallowed in enough self pity, I grabbed the keys to my car, and went to the store. I needed to buy food for tonight. I make sure I get enough for everybody coming over: my friends from school, the girls from the club (It was closed tonight for some remodeling I wanted done), our neighbor, and Betty. I purchased a little extra, just to be safe, and was thankful for the raise I had received in becoming a partner in the club when I paid for everything.Walking outside, I was.