Are you asking me out?”“I am just asking you to have dinner with me an avoid having a boring Saturday evening.”Tracy reached into her purse and ...ook out a business card and wrote on the back of the card her home address. She handed the card to Don.“Come by at five thirty and I will be ready to go.”The no hesitancy on her part to go to dinner told him that she was what he would classify has “a possible.”After saying their good-byes on the drive home he couldn’t help but think about Tracy. They. Karen went into the bedroom and Mark and I undressed and got on opposite sides of the bed. Karen was in one of her negligee's, looking hotter than I can remember her for many years. She climbed in between us and soon both Mark and I were feeling her body. When my hand made contact with her cunt, I found a hot wet sloppy gaping hole there. I inserted three fingers without resistance then a fourth finger easily I was so turned on to feel how loose he had made my once tight wife as I slowly finger. So I think I’ll stay in my clothes thank-you.”“Whatever,” she shrugged it off. She went over to the edge of the doc and dived in. It was between a belly flop and a dive. She’d never been great at swimming so when I started swimming she had it set in her mind that one day she would be better than me. She won’t, I've been swimming since I can remember and she didn't make it pass level 5, but she was convinced she would someday be better and I’ll at least give her kudos for being so determined. We. She was as perfect a woman as I’d ever seen in my life, from head to toe she looked perfect. Her blonde hair fell in soft curls around a face that I couldn’t help but want to look at. She had the blue eyes and a button nose above dark red, full lips that looked like they’d been made for kissing. Her face fell almost in the middle between sharply angled like a model’s and softly feminine. Her skin had a healthy tan that made her lips and hair stand out even more. Jen was wearing a perfectly fit.