She liked younger men.Carolyn had a son, but never was overly motherly with him. In fact, when he was younger, her and her husband had brought in a na...ny to take care of the baby. Carolyn was more interested in her career and didn’t really have that motherly instinct that most women have. She didn’t have a connection with her child.It’s not that she didn’t love her son, but she wasn’t interested in his day to day living. The nanny cared for him and when he was older he was sent to boarding. ”Then her tone turned. “On your knees, NOW!” she commanded. I instinctively obeyed and sunk into a kneeling position in front of my wife. She took one small step toward me and left the phallus dangling in front of me. I stared at it a second and then looked up at her. She smiled at me and then said, “You know what to do, slut. Don’t make me tell you.”I reached out slowly, grabbed her “penis” and opened my mouth. The strap-on slid across my tongue and I closed my lips.“Oh yeah, baby, that feels. Sarah was hating how helpless she felt with this man. She was always the more dominant force in encounters like this one, and she didn’t like it the other way around. Then, as if reading her mind, the man said, “Let’s cut to the chase, shall we? Would you like to come over to my place? It’s just down the block.” She was on her feet before he’d finished talking. They left the bar, and as they walked down the street she found out that the man’s name was Derek. It was a very short walk to his. I told Handy that if he wanted me to go with him there, just hit me up on my pager. I gave him my hitter number and jetted.As midnight creeped in, my cell phone was blowing up! It was as Handy. Damn this shit is real I thought as I got in my ride to go pick him up. Our trip to the club was quiet. The only thing that Handy spoke on was wondering if he did pick somebody up could he bring them back to my crib. I said hell yea. I guess that part of me wanted to see this shit! The club was dark and.