My friends would invite me for various social events, and they always seamed to include someone’s single lady friend they thought I needed to meet. ... had dinner with a few, but there was no spark, connection, or chemistry, what ever you might call it. I am in good shape for being fifty four years old. I have a full head of hair, although it has this funny gray color in places. I’m not a hard body by any means, but at 5 feet 11 and 175 pounds and I still wear the same size I have my whole adult. I then slowly craw up towards my husbands face and once kneeling over him I asked if he was ready for his payback from giving me facials. He replied I'm a bitch and that he has no choice. I laughed and said indeed you have no choice as I moved my hand away. I could feel his cum slowly dripping out of my pussy onto his face and mouth. I lowered my hips down to his face and placed my pussy on his mouth. He started muffing me. Licking my cum covered clit and pussy while I moved slowly back and. Tom had a beautiful cock, nice, long and smooth, not too thick which I was thankful for but it had a really nice large mushroom head, total opposite of my cock. Mine was not quite as long as Tom’s but very thick over 7 inches in circumference and uncut. I had never seen a cut cock up close before and as I stood between his legs I started playing with it. Tom leaned back on his elbows and watched me play with his cock. I leaned over and licked the head, savoring the taste and feel as it passed. I normally would read a book during practices because Steve only attended the games. I resolved to talk to Sandy about Steve.Except Sandy was exceedingly unhelpful."I can't tell you," she said, smiling as she shrugged her shoulders in reply to my query about Steve."What do you mean you can't tell me?" I can't tell you anything about Steve. Not even what he does professionally. Pete and I have our own bet." You and Pete have a bet?" Yup." And what is it?" I can't tell you that either," Sandy.