Around 1hour we reached the coffee day and we started talking again.But this time she told me about how lonely she feels because her husband had stopp...d coming home and used to sleep at the other woman’s house. I tried to console her but she was crying a lot. But somehow she composed herself and then started talking about other things and she asked about my girlfriend. I told we are also having some fights and its been difficult recently. Then she asked about have if my Gf and I are still. ” “So if I’d had you in a hot-tub with Laurel and Hardy I’d have been onto to a winner, hey,” I replied. “I think you’ll have to pay a forfeit for that story,” she declared. “What kind of forfeit?” I asked, anxiously. She got off of the bed and went to the refrigerator from which she removed a bottle of champagne. “Now to find a pair of panties,” she said, bending down to look under the bed. “Do you realise how many days it has been since I wore any panties? And stop fondling my bottom, this is. She is only in her panty and bra and I’m in my shorts. I started to lick her body like a dog, licking her underarms and her belly. I removed her bra and started sucking her boobs. I’m enjoying it and it’s an amazing moment. She is also enjoying and she was telling me, “This came after a long time of 16 years. I never had sex in the whole time.” She told me that she satisfied herself with her fingers only for so long period. I told, now I’m here. She said. “Naughty boy, I know you had lust on. Denise is a bit plain but pretty girl, lean but soft in the right areas, with a nice set of hips, a bubble ass, and full C-cup breasts that had just a perfect bit of hang to them. Where I once got uptight about stuff she wore that might be too tight, too short, or showed off her tits too much, post-breakup Jack enjoyed the small thrill of catching a man ogle her. One day I was on the outside of the fence and came around the corner. I'd heard them talking so I wasn't surprised that he was there..