My children are grown and my husband has his own career and is gone most of the time. My husband and I had decided how important a healthy sexual a...tivity was in our marriage. So I placed an ad on a friend finder and meet Abigail. Abigail was also in a similar situation and began to write back and forth. We discussed our likes and dislikes and then agreed one day to meet. Abigail and I had finally made arrangements to meet for an outing. The day finally arrived and I was so. She was wearing her soft night tee which fell off her shoulders and outlined her magnificent ass. Raven black hair had been pulled back around her small ears and cascaded down to below her shoulders. Her bare legs and bare feet looked very sexy.Without thinking and a semi-erection beginning to tent my PJs, I moved up behind Mom, slipped my arms around her waist pressing my body against her and whispered into her ear."Morning, Mom."Mom leaned back against me, tilted and turned her head. Smiling. Upon cleaning up after their evening meal, they spent an hour or two reading by the fire or by candlelight. Carol found a love for poetry while Ian liked action books. His favorites were The Last of the Mohicans and the Scarlet Pimpernel."You know Armes and Gwyn are getting feeble," Carol said quietly. "What are we going to do now?" I think we should take care of them until they pass away," Ian advised. "After all that they did for us, it would be a cruel thing for us to leave them when they. I’ll be leaving now.”He rose, but Dan surprised him. “Sit your ass back down, Slick. We got things to discuss. Your bosses run things based on returns. There’s not going to be any profit here. It would be very expensive to try and change the neighborhood.”The man smiled. “May I?” he said, reaching into his briefcase and pulling out a folder. “Ah, here it is. Sgt. Dan Pettigrew. You live on Eighteenth Street, you have a lovely wife, she even looks like a librarian. A sexy librarian, if I may say.