We met in a car park. I arrived first and she pulled in just after. We both stepped out from our cars. We looked at each other. She looked her age but...certainly not in a bad way. She seemed able bodied, not wrinkled and no real grey hair as far as I could see Nice clothes. All seemed normal. She looked like a house wife to me and that turned me on. She said to follow her. Many things went through my mind as I followed her. All the things we had talked about. Were we actually going to go that. I want you to think about sucking cock for me all day, and if you’re a good little cuckold faggot husband, maybe I’ll let you cum when you get home”. And sure enough, I’d be frustrated all day, I’d think about sucking cock all day, and I would rush home to beg for my relief.In the evening, when we had more time to play, I never knew what to expect from Dee. Sometimes we’d pickup where we left off in the morning, and I’d don the night-gown. She’d make me wear it around the house, as I did. Now I'm free to move my hands, I start by caressing her face and running my fingers through her hair. Kathryn giggles as I lightly run my hand over her neck. She says, "JJ that tickles a little more pressure or stop." I removed my hands from her neck I know she doesn't mind being tickled, but when making love she doesn't really like it. I kiss her on her neck and whisper, “Sorry Love.”Kathryn giggles and says, “When we make love the only thing I want tickling me, is inside me right now. You. I needed to clear my head and offered to get us some more wine, as I was in the kitchen mom told me she often had fantasised about our making love, both of us dressed up in lingerie and it was only after my wife had told her about me that she realised that I just might be kinky enough to go along with it.When I returned to the living room I almost dropped the glasses, mom was standing there dressed only in black stiletto pumps, tan hose and a black lace bra, she had something in her hand and as.