“Drunk? You are mistaken. Emily has a high tolerance for alcohol, but I appreciate the gesture. Are you, Steve?”“Yes, I am. I work...”“Yes, ... know who you are, “She said interrupting me. She turned to the bed, where Emily was sleeping and said, “Is this the guy?”I was shocked to see Emily rising from the bed with a smile on her face. After staring at her for quite some time, I realised that It was not a friendly smile but a mischievous grin.“He sure is a gentleman. I thought he would take. I was fucking her in full rhythm. She’s rubbing her clit with her left hand and pressing her right boob with her right hand.Abigail: Keep going!Me: I will!We were in the ‘Asian Cowgirl’ Kamasutra position. It’s similar to reverse cowgirl. She’s riding my cock now.Me: Uhhhh.Abigail: Yes.After some time we changed the position. I lifted her in my arm. She crossed her legs around my butt. I grabbed her ass and made her sit on my dick and started fucking her. She was jumping on the dick in rhythm.. She’s a retired sexual ther****t and I think she was more than hands on in her work the past forty years. Her husband died years ago when we first moved in here, and she’s had plenty of suitors ever since. It seems like all the single males in Dubuque over the age of thirty have been with her at one time or another. She’s a very nice lady, but she also has a reputation as a black widow with two gentlemen dying my of heart attacks in her bed, and that doesn’t include her first husband. I was. It was at that moment that I began to feel like a total asshole because I had realized that I had never spent any real time considering her feelings before. What the fuck was going on here? I turned off the shower and quickly wrapped a towel around my waist not bothering to dry off because I wanted to talk to Lori. I opened the door to the room and saw Lori sitting naked on the edge of the bed watching TV. She still looked very disappointed and got the feeling she wanted more to get this over.