I had often thought about her with her long blonde hair, short skirts, low cut tops and tanned legs up on heels but it had never hit me that it was al... for me. I was a youthful 20 something and this fox was in her late 30s at the time.We flirted outrageously looking back and she made it very obvious from the outset but I just enjoyed her company and wanked about her when I was alone.Then one day it all changed...…...she seduced me, AT WORK!Angie had her usual low cut vest top on and as ever an. ? She could change her mind and look back.? She didn't.I followed her to the water front, a five minute walk.? She must have been rich, or the daughter of a rich man, or his mistress.? She lived in a boathouse in a secluded dock surrounded by yachts.? It would be vacant till the weekend.? Four days alone, with no one to hear her scream.? The Bristol Butcher would be jealous.? I waited five minutes and then entered. She was prepared.? This reinforced my theory that she was a mistress.? She. A moment later he said that she would be joining us but that his sons would not be. Apparently his wife didn’t want her sons looking at her naked. I was pleased that she had agreed to join us. He said that she would be out in a few minutes. Meanwhile the three boys came out to see what all the fuss was about.When the farmer’s wife came out she looked nothing like a farmer’s wife but more like the farmer’s daughter that everyone wants to get up into the hayloft. She had taken a few minutes to. Sucking and licking harder it grew even more. cupping his balls and squeezing tight I knew he was wanting to fuck me soon.He suggested that we find a comfy spot on the ground so I dropped to my knees in front facing away from him, pulled my panties down, lifting my skirt as he knelt behind me. Fingering my arse he whispered mmmmm someones ready to be fucked, are you sure you really want me to fuck your ass. Oh god yes I replied, hard!So he began to find his way into my arse. reaching round I.