.. tough job! We finally met Marge at a Friday dinner Sam hosted. It was like a potluck with each couple contributing. She was 64 with salt and pepper...curly hair, as tall as Sam with big momma boobs and a substantial but not fat older woman’s body. Gil and I later speculated about how those massive hooters would feel on our faces and peckers. Sam had not clued her in on any of our household customs so we were dressed and behaved ourselves. She was very upbeat, easygoing, and charming. Must run. "Actually it kind of creeped me out a little. Here were Mark and I, going at it like gang-busters, and he's holding hands with his wife while she's doing it with some other guy." That is weird," Krissi said. "I admit that's a little stranger than some of the other things I've heard. You should see what some of the couples in B&D do." She laughed. "I watched this one guy, he had this monstrous hard-on, but his wife had him on a leash, literally, and wouldn't let him fuck this other girl until. And I can see how helping me also helps him." I'm glad you can. But still, I should do something special for you sometime. Just for you." I'd like that."Tamara just smiled at me in reply."Speaking of doing something special," I continued, "how about if I take you to lunch?" Sure! I'll talk to Marvin."With that, we disentangled and she went to get permission to have an outdate. Marvin was once again very understanding and I was able to take her to a steak and seafood restaurant in Carson City.. Karen stood in the mirror admiring what she saw. The long form-fitting dark blue dress with spaghetti straps flowed as she twirled. Matching sandal heels and a beautiful pearl necklace. She took note of the long slit that ran up the side of the dress showing off her shapely smooth legs. If she spun around or stepped in a long stride she could catch a glimpse of the pale-blue lace panties she was wearing underneath. Her mind began to entertain the naughty thoughts of what trouble such a sexy.