“I need the loo!” said Marina hurriedly, “Don’t go anywhere!” She seemed to be taking forever, but just as I sat on the bed to get up, I hea...d the bathroom door opening. OMG! I was sitting on a four poster bed, in castle, looking at my wife of 25 years who had turned into a complete slut. My eyes followed from the floor and her red patent high heels shoes, up her black fishnet stockings to her black suspenders, tiny black and red g-string, to her red laced corset. WOW! I started to get up but. I slid my palms under her ass, squeezing them as my tongue lapped at her pussy.“Oh, my God! This is so good, but I need to be fucked!” Shilpa grunted through clenched teeth while she continued to hump against my face. My dick throbbed painfully in my pants, and I fully intended to give Shilpa what she was begging for, but not just yet. She moaned even louder as I concentrated on fucking her pussy with my tongue and lips until she exploded with another orgasm that made her entire body quiver and. .. though that's down the road a few years."I really sort of learned that from my Mom. She makes these movies and TV shows, and one time we were at home and a movie came on that she'd been in. And there she was on the screen having sex with some guy. It was just the two of us—I was 11 and I don't know what I would have done if Dad had been there—and so I asked her. She told me that her co-star was good in bed, that she enjoyed having sex with him, but she didn't feel the connection she did with. A lot more real than this fantasy you are living." Fantasy? Tell that to my landlord when he comes to collect the rent." There is no landlord, there is no rent, there is no secretary. This is all a fantasy you concocted, Mister Man." You're insane, old man," I said with a snort."Am I? How long have you been a private detective?" Almost eight years," I said proudly."Eight years? And how old are you again?" Twenty-four." And that doesn't seem odd to you?" No," I said, "why would it?" Do the math..