Tom rubbed Ellen’s back feeling the softness of her skin while the scent of her was as he remembered it like a fine wine that needed to be sipped sl...wly and savored. For what seemed like hours, they watched the rain with Ellen on Tom’s chest and he cradling her next to him. ‘Do you regret last night?’ Tom asked in a whisper. Ellen bit her lip, ‘I know I should in some way, but I don’t. I’ve been a widow too long Tom. I had forgotten what it was like to be desired. I was afraid of it. Maybe I. ?? As I was pouring a beer forone gentleman who was trying to flirt with me I noticed a hush in the smallgroup.? I turned and their was Jane nowsitting on the side of the pool with the petite red head?s face buried betweenher legs.?? Jane had the look of ecstasyon here face.? Though until then I hadnever thought about being with another woman, I felt a pang of jealousy.? The older man I was serving reached up andstarted to rub my breasts?grinning as he pulled on my now very erect. To try and help he spat on me but I then felt him stretch to the side of the bed where the bottle of lub had been placed. It felt lovely and cool as he smeared the gel round my butthole and the plug. He began easing it in and out. I loved the feeling of my arse being stretched from inside to out.“You look gorgeous with your butthole gaping.” I could now feel the plug sliding in and out. Jack was doing a great job stretching my sphincter but I needed him to use his cock and not just the. Brewster?." Come on, it's the least I can do for you after you gave upyour night for us. We'll have a glass of Christmas cheer."Although he was close to sixty, there was a boyish charmabout him that took the edge off his raging machismo. "Thatwould be nice. I just have to finish up a few things." Take your time. I'll be in my office."She returned to her cubicle, trying to figure out how toget away from him. If she ran out, he would becomesuspicious?after his latest divorce, Ronald Brewster.