He yearned for the day he could see his beautiful wife of more than 30 years being fucked by another man. Ann’s husband knew Ann wasn’t getting an... younger and the time left for his ultimate fantasy to come true was slowly coming to an end. He was desperate at this point and would do whatever it took to see Ann with another man. There was just one big problem Ann’s husband had, and that was that Ann wanted nothing to do with the idea of it. She was just content to live out her life like she did. "Ok, doll,go and put your hands on the dining table, bend over nicely and spread yourlegs wide. And yes, take your dress off before you bend over, that's howgood sluts get fucked, completely naked!" I saw her winceat my mention of the word "slut" in her reference, but she kepther mouth shut. Additionally, she went to the table, took her dress neatlyoff, exposing her gorgeous, well-curved body and then actually proceededto put her hands on the table and bend over with her legs spread wide. Seductions had been my specialty back in college - as my wife could easily testify - and I was confident I hadn't lost my touch. "As a matter of fact, I do."Her eyes sparkled; Phase one, vis her undivided attention, was a success. "Well, go on. We don't keep secrets from each other, do we? Dahling?" She rolled the last word over her tongue, making it appear more sultry than it was proper.I picked a seat across from her, and made myself comfortable before even looking at her again. Her curiosity. Settling his voice down he timed the ending of the MP3 with an enquiry ‘So now, Karen, any thoughts on what I have just been saying?’ Karen began to feedback as he returned to his professional mannerisms. ‘By the way Karen, would you like a coffee?’ She gratefully accepted the invitation and Grey contacted his receptionist, who duly returned with two coffees which Grey placed on his cabinet. As Karen resumed talking Grey used the pretext of adding sweetener to retrieve some of his semen from.