Looking her over, my body sparked back to life again. The way her flat seventeen year old muscular stomach raised up and then fell back down. The way ...er firm perky breasts were trying to break out of her thin white t-shirt. The way her black thong clung to her pussy like it was holding on for dear life. I could not help but reach out and softly touch her body ... seems I was not done with this family just yet. I ran my fingers over her stomach, as I slowly lifted her t-shirt. Her skin was soft. I acted like that i was shocked. Then asked how she manages and all. She told that she wont get that feel as she is also aged. Then i asked her if she didn’t feel anything after seeing that couple. She was silent for sometime. Then i asked her again, she told that she feels it after long time.She asked me same question to me. I said i am also horny. She asked me to masturbate and cool it down. Then i also asked her finger her pussy to cool it down. She told that she is cool now. But i insisted. ”What a dilemma! They had been good in bed, she recalled. Not wonderful but satisfying most of the time. Some good memories stirred her loins and she did feel an urge. An idea struck her. “Since we are still married I guess it would be alright and our counselor might approve. But I want you to go get some condoms.”He gave her a funny look so she explained, “I don’t know what you have been doing since we split so it is for safety. That’s my condition; take it or leave it.” He stood up and she. The conversation continued for a while and he had to admit that he was enjoying the attention and the thrill of making a connection with someone who seemed so sexy and fun. He could almost feel her energy and a sexual tension which was clearly growing between them. Stanley jumped, as Pete, a co-worker patted his shoulder, "Stan? Aren't you going home tonight?" "Oh, shit! Yeah! Sorry, Pete, I was, erm, busy," he replied, thankful that his quick fingers had automatically switched the pages on his.