Everyone applauded and we walked to the back of the church, holding hands. Everyone had to congratulate us and wish us the best. Gram must have taken ... thousand pictures, snapping us with everyone in the church. As we were leaving the church, Gram was nowhere to be found. Finally she came from around that back of the church in her motorized chair saying, ‘I had some business to attend to.’ Angie and I and about 20 of our friends and family went to a local restaurant and had dinner. There was. The rain and the scarf are making it hard to tell.“Alright, but I can’t leave you out here. My house is just a little ways down the road. Why don’t I take you there, you will at least have a warm shelter, and some hot food. I promise I’m not going to hurt you.”“Ok. Can I bring my bags with my clothes?”“My dear unless you plan on wearing my clothes I think you should. Last Ice Storm we had, the roads were closed for about 3 weeks.“Thank you; you are a life saver in many ways ummmm?”“Kyle. Kyle. “Where is your husband” I asked “Gone to get the caravan ready he’ll be a couple of hours” she seemed to be leading me. “Your house?” she said “No”, “Where then” I asked, she thought for a moment and then said “In the garage” I said “Five minutes then” and she agreed.I had just enough time to go upstairs and wash my cock. Five minutes later she was stood by her garage door, as she opened it I walked in, she shut the door and turned the light on. As we stood there she said “Where” and looking. I kept it together as best I could. My dick was like iron under her touch.This was as close as was I ever going to get to one of my all-time best fantasies. Wife sharing. Sex with another man’s wife and his full knowledge of it. This was close enough to my fantasy that I could die a happy man now.Mary oiled me again.Mack continued, “We saw Sloane at Indian Wells a couple of years ago, 2015, I think. Serena beat her. Do you remember her, honey?”Mary said she did and used both hands to stroke me.