And now that I’ve had time to think things over maybe it was just a passing thing, ya know what I mean?”Well, I didn’t give too shit about what ...y son thought. He was now 30 miles away working and my wife was at work too and wouldn’t be home for several hours. Besides, I was now standing alone in my kitchen with a good looking blonde who liked older man... like me! And my dick was getting hard! So I told her that it was okay to like whomever she wanted to and if it made her feel good to be with. This went on for a few weeks.Then one night Pam was doing some laundry in the basement and i came home to see her there in a sexy pair of panties wearing a tee shirt doing the laundry, i think i was just as startled as she was at that point as we both jumped, she quickly coved herself and apologized and went upstares saying she was sorry. I got changed and went upstares and she was making dinner and i told her that eveything was fine and not to even think about what had happened and that it was. "You talk about it more," I urged. "Every time you fuck you talk about it. Ask him if it turns him on, talk about sucking other guys and letting them fuck you for him." For him?" she laughed. "That's for me!" I know," I chuckled. "It's for both of you. You enjoy it together mostly, sometimes apart." Like at the park?" she giggled."Like at the park," I agreed.It was time to plant the seed."How would you feel about watching him with someone else?" I prodded. "See another woman sucking his cock?". I HAD to make a choice that would, for all intents and purposes, end things with Angie or with Tasha. I couldn’t imagine a way out, and I would have to decide immediatley, on which one I thought was a better choice for the future.I couldn’t say that, but I could temporize.“Ang, I have a date with Maggie tomorrow. Let me get that out of the way, and then we can see what’s next.”“I’m not asking you to stop seeing other girls,” she protested.“No, you aren’t asking, but it’s going to work out that.