" The dumpy woman with the ready smile took my hand and shook it. "It makes me feel old to be called Mrs. by someone as old as you. I'm only forty-one...for heavens sake!" Okay Jean, I'm here and I'll do what I can to help. No need to worry about paying me. I sort of figured it was to be voluntary work or mother wouldn't have suggested it." I couldn't help smiling at the woman clad incongruously in blue overalls wearing bright yellow rubber gloves and a red headscarf. There were already dirt. It turned out that they had a double whammy to deal with. Just this past week, Dave had been offered a two-year post-doctoral research assignment at Harvard, starting next September."There's no way I'm turning that down," he told us all. "But here's the deal. After I'm done with the post-doc assignment, we're moving back to the Philly-South Jersey area. I'll find a job down here. Bank on it." Eileen nodded in full agreement.The plan was for Eileen to finish out the year at the school where she. It turned out that he just loved me showing off my titties and touching my vagina whenever he fancied – even in public. And as we used to go for long walks, I used to be in the habit of peeing anywhere no knickers came in very handy. Needless to say, that too turned him on no end. Also, the other reason I don’t wear knickers is the fact that I suffer from what my doctor diagnosed as excessive vaginal lubrication and my crutch sweats as well. So, I find it much more comfortable to go without. Maybe she was thinking that her husband couldn’t actually watch her get fucked. My wife started to move under me, thrusting her hips up, whispering ‘Fuck me’ to herself. I did! I fucked her hard. An almost angry fuck, I grabbed her tits and twisted, sucked and bit her nipples as I rammed my cock into her. She came on my dick, again something that was rare (Ok – probably never happened before). After a few minutes, I came and pulled out. I took off the condom and tossed it on her stomach and.