"My - what's this, I wonder?"She moved forwards on her hands and knees, and the top of her swimming costume tried valiantly to mask the beautiful brea...ts than Sven knew were inside. He groaned and, giving up the struggle, moved his own bare feet to her sex. Now it was Kate's turn to whimper, as he ran his toe along the crease of her vulva, down underneath to her sensitive anus. She wriggled and her tits wobbled invitingly before Sven's eyes.Kate ran her hands along Sven's thigh, and he gasped. Her, in a large branch office close by our home. And me, because of my years and seniority, working at home most of the time, with occasional trips to the home office, and occasional travel as well.We’ve both worked for the same companies our entire careers, so we’re 20+ years each. We’re getting ready to retire, enjoying our non-working life together for a few years, then see where our interests and needs take us.My wife, being the accounting professional, has been working occasional weekends. Bridget was immediately admitted to the psychiatric unit. While there she was diagnosed as having Dementia with Lewy Bodies (DLB). She would be kept in for a minimum of two months so Moira only had her father to look after initially.David rang every night. He had been horrified the first night. "Poor sweet Bridget," he thought, "and my poor darling Moira."The second night was marginally less shocking but still thoroughly unpleasant. Moira told him of Bridget's diagnosis."What does DLB involve?". “Oh baby,” he said, lifting up a little to pull her shirt off. She reached up, and pulled his shirt up over his head and unbuttoned his jeans. He reached down and started kissing her again. She slowly moved the zipper down on his pants, making him wait. When it was finally down, she made him lay down on the bed, and she pulled them off. His now hard cock was straining against his boxers, begging to be let loose. She straddled him, and started grinding on his cock. He moaned and pulled her down.