She had divorced recently, just because her husband was fucking around. "Let's get undressed and then finish our drinks, dear Victor…" Sheila sudden...y said, catching me totally by surprise.In spite of the risk, I was all for it as I was anxious to get a look at her naked body, especially to check out her curvy butt. We undressed and we checked each other out at the same time. My sexy Boss smiled as she saw my semi erect hanging between my legs.I anxiously waited until she turned her back to me,. Her anus was now open for my throbbing cock and I eased my purple head in. Leslie relaxed, this seemed familiar to her, so I pushed my dick steadily up her ass until it was halfway in and then I stroked it in and out of her a few times and then pushed it all the way up her to the hilt, she gave a low grunt and began grinding as we began a slow ass fucking. She eased down on her shoulders and her one hand began playing with her nipple and her other hand reached under and started playing with her. Inside were a pound and a ten shilling note. I now had a whole five pounds. In the kitchen his wife produced tea, scones, butter, jam and clotted cream while we filled out the paperwork to transfer the car. The scones were delicious. My enjoyment was obvious and she pressed more on me. I looked at the clock. It was half past ten. Even if I left now I might not reach Exeter in time for the last train to London. I said so. ‘You won’t need a train,’ his wife said. ‘That car may be old but it’ll. As I headed out of town towards the countryside, I couldn’t help noticing Mrs Brooking’s suspenders outlined through her flowery dress and the fact that I could see her bra and tits through her buttons which were under strain as was my cock in my jeans. She didn’t see me as she was to busy looking out the window wondering where I was taking her too. We soon arrived at a very quiet little lane which is off the beaten track. Right Mrs Brooking I said, let’s get reacquainted with those lovely long.