The puppy raced after it, through the undergrowth. Ruby’s eyes weren’t what they used to be. ‘Harold!’ she called. ‘Here boy! Come back to M...mmy!’ The words died on her lips. They shrivelled. They became a dry whisper. When her husband had discovered her year-long affair, both had agreed they were too old and set in their ways to end a thirty year marriage. In a spirit of reconciliation, they rescued a puppy from Battersea Dogs Home. They were, after so many cold years, a family again. Simon. He started kissing my neck and fondling my breasts. I was aroused at once. My panties were damp now. Moans escaped my lips quite often. Dale got off by my moans. I felt him get hard really quick. He surprised me by just stopping. His hands dropped and he stopped kissing my neck. What the hell?We started walking again to my house. When we got there I reached for my keys and unlocked my door. Dale gladly walked in. Once I shut the door behind me Dale pulled me into him. We were every where,. ”The first thing that happened, was the buttons on her blouse popped off onto the concrete floor. Then she was laughing, as she wiggled and shook, and her big panties dropped around her ankles. Her hair is just as long as before, but now, it’s shiny black like Deb’s. Her face looks as young and wrinkle free as Deb’s.“You made my old heavy-duty bra pop the hooks off. Reach inside my blouse and pull that worthless piece of shit out and toss it in the garbage over there. Thank you, Lucien. I have. I know of you."Carl was puzzled. Not just about Vince but how those pictures got into his head."What would you do if Gwen fucked another guy?" Vince asked.Carl was lost for words."Come on, Carl. You said she could. What would you say?"Vince looked into Carl's eyes, the way he did before. Carl saw Gwen in his mind again. This time she was on their bed with her legs wrapped someone. Her natural breasts were bobbing to the thrusts of a cock inside her. Gwen was looking up, smiling, and saying how.