She had shown him more love and tenderness than he could remember since . . . well, ever! And while she might still be only 19, she was proving to be ... lover that he had a hard time keeping up with. Their sex was something that most men could only dream of, and even dreams paled in comparison to the real thing!Over the last two days, Anita had seduced him, and she had swept him away. Both he and Anita had been deserted by his wife, Megan, seven years ago. His wife had walked out of the house,. She thought he looked like he was ‘jerking off’. She came up and knocked on the door, he opened it and she said “hi” in a confused extremely nervous voice. He said “come in” with a very guilty, serious tone of voice. She opened the door and walked in as he was wearing a robe. He was checking out her thick ass and the dark tan color and smoothness of her feet, calves then knees. Bills eyes followed her dark tan glistening moist skin up to her little knees, the beginning of her thigh muscle and. ”“You sure?”“Of course,” I said. “I love the smell of sweaty hot men.”He smiled. “Do you now?”I smiled back. “Look at me, I'm a pale white woman in my forties, of course I do.”“That’s funny,” he said.“I’m Lindsay.” I offered my hand.“Terrance.”We shook hands but didn’t say anything for a minute or so. But he saw me smiling and asked, “Have you smelled many sweaty black men before?”“Not many, just a few.”He laughed again and the driver didn’t seem to be paying attention while we made small talk.. "I'm sure you've had plenty of young hotties, since we were last together," I heard my mother said. "Ya, but none of them knew how to fuck, like you," Will said. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to see what was happening in there. I know it was wrong but I just couldn't help myself, I had to see her again. I stared at the door trying to think how I could peek through it. There was no key hole, so I couldn't look through that. I had no way of opening this door to and even if I could, they would.