..”“It’s been a tough year. Divorce. Now this.” And I don’t know what made me do it, but I put my hand back over the console and held his.He...looked at me. I came to a stop sign, glanced over. “I need that, Buddy.”“Friends can hold hands, Mimi,” he said. “Things’ll get better. You do NOT appear to be the kind of person who takes a hit and stays down.”“Sometimes, though...” I felt better holding his hand. I really did. It helped as I drove us out of the flood zone, headed back to his home. Once. Lol.Well it was the day before I was to return home, and I was told to help her aging moving things for a showing she had set up the next day. We started telling and she asked if I seen her topless and I told her yes. She asked if I like her in the pool, I said yes. She ask if I was outside the bathroom last night as she was showing, I told her yes. Then she ask if I ever had sex before, I told her no. up to that point.We keep talking and she asked if I wanted to do something for her. I asked. "You won't laugh", Dot said as she slipped into the pool. "As I said I'm not a good swimmer". With that she began her slow breast-stroke up the swimming lane. Owen had already completed two lengths of the pool by the time Dot had reached the end of her first lap. She stopped. Water dripped from her hair. "I suppose you think you are smart", she joked. "Remember the tortoise and the hair, the tortoise won. I may be slow but I get there"."I think you were terrific", Owen said as he wiped his hand. I also didn’t know that she ran her fingers through the cum I’d shot on her arm ... or that she then used those fingers to rub her pussy lips, before she slid that dildo between them.I know that would have unglued my brain from reality.When I saw Jennifer at the kitchen table the next morning she smiled at me and said, “Hi!” It was obvious she wasn’t upset about what had happened and I felt the kind of relief you experience when a speeding car misses you by two inches and barrels off down the.