Did you just say that you would want to be my wife?" Yes, Clem. I will not find a husband amongst my people. At thirty-three, I am too old now. Muslim...men want younger girls, besides I am too outspoken to be a Muslim wife; I know my own character and I could not marry any man I am unable to respect. You, Clem I do respect and I would be a good wife to you in every way and I know I would grow to love you."I sat back in my chair thunderstruck. I was fifty-five and this lovely younger woman was. Lance is right when he said that you don’t love me and you wouldn’t care if I left or stayed. When I’ve calmed down some I’ll call you and we can talk, but believe me nothing will change between us, we are now officially over. Your, soon to be, ex-wife, Karen.’ Lance was Karen’s boss and I could tell he had the hots for her at the last company party I attended. The way I felt right now Lance could have Karen it was no big loss. All of the stuff she took was a different story, as I looked at. I already knew that playing with my ass, made me cum hard, after all daddy eats my ass all the time.I smirked, and decided, now's the time to try it. I leaned up, kissed him deeply, and asked, "Daddy will you fuck me in the ass today, I'm dying to see how it feels." Are you sure you're ready for it baby? I don't want to hurt you." Daddy, if you touched my cunt you will see that I am more than ready. After all I want to do what I can you make my daddy happy."I lay back on the bed, with my legs. She kept referring to me being a ‘Georgia Bulldogs University’ student even though I had told her the difference. She just enjoyed saying it that way to tease me. Yvette had a great sense of humor. She even had me pose in my American flag boxers again for her to take my picture. She took me to several great places to eat and drink, listen to music, dance and hang out. One evening we took a late night trip up the Eiffel Tower to see the lights of Paris. No doubt I could have really fallen for.