Then, almost like a light bulb coming on, I realised I wanted something different and I knew exactly what! I eased myself quietly out of the bed, even...though it was unlikely she would waken as I normally rose first in order to take the children to school on my way to work. Standing, I was able for the first time in years to look down at my wife's slumbering form. As is her wont, she rolled onto her back and, because it was quite warm in the room, I could slip the sheet off her and drink in her. I heard her call for me. "Zach, it's Shelly, I'm here to pick you up," she called out. I started to make my way down stairs. I had my uniform pants on and a white t-shirt tucked into them. As I got half way down the stairs I saw her, and man, were the years kind to her. I lucked out. She was wearing a low cut Harley Davidson Shirt and a bra that made her big tits just pop out. She looked up at me, looked back at my dad, and like out of a movie double-take back to me. "Holy shit, you look good.. Dianne felt the heat rising up her neck and she knew she was blushing. She had looked at other women and thought about what it would be like to touch their soft smooth flesh, and have their gentle little hands touch her but she was far too shy to admit it. She focused on the TV trying to fashion a response. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed that her roommate’s hand was now resting on her crotch. Dianne turned her eyes enough to see that Jill’s middle finger was slowly stroking the soft. With my other hand I insert my middle finger inside you and find that spongy spot that sends you into pure bliss. I methodically rub your clit and G-spot at the same time, keeping the rhythm with your breathing. As we get faster and faster you get closer to climaxing. You grip the sheets, arch your back, throw your head back, and moan my name. Gasping and sighing with pleasure. As your orgasm dwindles down, I massage your thighs, legs, and feet. I then pick you up in my arms and take you to.