This was a golden opportunity. When he returned I confronted him with the books. He was embarrassed and begged me not to tell to my husband. I gave hi... a reprimand and left the matter at that. Next day, when my husband went to office and children left for school, I planned the final seduction. He was home and was in his room reading a magazine or something. I went into bath. When I was nearly through my bath, I shouted. He came running to the bathroom and asked what it was. I said there is a. I jerked my hand out of Jacque’s hand and said, “Oh, Allen, I’ve broken my ankle. Baby, it hurts so bad.”Without showing any emotion or sympathy, he said, “Yeah, your ankle looks bad, Jan. What happened?”I said, “Jacques and I were going to lunch when I tripped and fell down a couple of stairs. I heard my ankle snap. The pain was sickening.”The doctor came in with a nurse, who began cutting my stocking off. The doctor said, “Mrs. Roberts, you have a badly broken ankle that will require surgery.. " She grinned at Beth's hot gaze. "I've often wished I could reach my own pussy and lick it."Beth began urging her back toward the bed, grinding her furry crotch against the warm moistness of its counterpart. She moved her flat belly in a delicate massage of Linda's softer abdomen, desire hastening their awkward progress toward the waiting mattress.Linda fell backward, pulling Beth down with her, giggling as the girl's knees forced her legs apart and the warm naked body fitted itself against. After they left for their hike, Brad said, “So what do you say, Beautiful, want to go canoeing to one of the islands? You can scrunch down and take your top off to work on your tan lines.”“So that’s how it is going to be. You’re just going to use your poor old mother for your own voyeuristic enjoyment.“Yup, that s about it. But tell you what, if you show me yours, I’ll show you mine.”“Deal, let’s go. I went back into the kitchen and put some bottled water, a box of crackers and cheese in a.