" Sure honey, what about?" Our marriage, that's what!" Oh for Christ's sakes Mary, not that again."My blood was boiling. "Yes that again!"Look honey, ...his is ridiculous. You're always bringing up our marriage and your concerns about it but I think we have a great marriage. I mean we still love each other and, well look at this beautiful house we own and we even belong to the country club. Everything seems just fine to me and I love you so much and I really don't understand what your concerns. “I want you wet when I get home.” “I am so horny I need you home now.” “Lie on the sofa and play with yourself,” Finally, after what seemed like the longest day, she heard his car pull up on the drive. Trembling with anticipation and need, she took up her appointed place in the hallway, dressed only in her black underwear and stockings. Neil’s key rattled in the door and Emma moaned quietly under her breath, just waiting. As he opened the door he was greeted by her slowly sliding her hands down. I am sure seeing Tristan was the reason I was getting a chubby or was it the sight of Mary reaching up to the ceiling with the duster showing off a smooth midriff and her shorts tightening as she stretched, I could see that she had white panties on as I got a glimpse up her shorts as she stretched. “I can’t quite reach the top Gramps” she said so I got a chair and up she got, in the interest of safety I had hold of her hips as she stood stretching on the chair. As she bent to gather dust from. She started carefully rubbing my cock through my swimsuit, and kissing and nibbling my ears and neck. She was definitely thinking about it. She would climb on my lap, kiss me, and start grinding her hips against me. I’d whisper in her ear again “you know if you took this off (pulling on her bikini) then that could be sliding up inside you right now”. She was making me so horny.She leaned forward to kiss me and then whispered in my ear “you know my mom left right?”“Yeah” I replied. Then she.