"I hope you're not done yet."I knew it would probably be a few minutes for me to fully recover. "Come here, I want to taste you, now!" I demanded, and...then braced myself as she nearly tackled me with her pussy. I have never tasted one with such big lips, but I used what the girls had taught me to great effect. Sucking hard on her labia, I ran my tongue between them, occasionally darting up to her clit, then back down to her hole, where I would shove my whole tongue in as deep as I could.I felt. We kissed for a long, long time. Our arms were around each other holding us close together like we were trying to melt into the other’s body. We finally backed away a fraction of an inch.She looked me in the eyes. “Steve, I’ve never been in a serious relationship or any other kind of relationship that I was proud I was in. I don’t know what to do but I want to do it with you.”“I think that’s a start.” I grinned. “Having lunch would be a good idea, too.”She looked at me. “I’ll help.” She turned. Cathy stands up shuts the blinds to the office and locks the door. She turns to me "have you ever seen a women's pussy before?" Rubbing her hand over her crotch over the soft leather leggings. I could feel my heart rate increasing "only once" she smiled and in that Instant began sliding down her leggings, removing her heels in the process. "I hope you like what's for lunch" she said "very much so Cathy" her already wet pussy was glistening off the lights, she sat down on the chair, legs. First, I can't deny that I LOVE the sex. (What have I become?)Second, my marriage was essentially listless. Oh, I loved my husband, but I never realized how much sex could spice up a marriage, until my son showed me.Third, due to my suspicious nature, I'd always have doubts about any future suitors, with respect to my dowager status.Letting my son, Nick, father a child by me and becoming a family was beginning to make sense to me, once I got past the taboo.Okay. I've talked myself into it. I'm.