We ate leisurely after a blessing. The silence was comfortable.Marianne was still in shock. She finally said, "That truck isn't what it looks like it ...s."I said "Yes and no. It is grandfather's old truck. It still looks like it on the outside but the inside is what made it mine. I loved our grandparents. I miss them to this day. I try to act in ways that they would be proud to say that I'm their grandson."Marianne said, "But the company was built by grandfather." Yes, but it wasn't his life.. My hart was racing at what I had just seen. I realized that I had to cover my tracts about this if I ever expected by wife to have sex play with me again.I quickly left my peep hole watching her cleaning her pussy, as much as I was enjoying it, so that I could go out into the hall and pretend for my wife that it was me in the booth next to her with my dick through the glory hole.I made it out to the hall quickly and stood in the narrow hall infront of my wife's booth. I was nervous know that. Her breasts were bouncing while I was pumping in her. She lied her upper body on the pillow and her bottom was pressing against me giving me a great desire to have her in her forbidden place. I never did that before but somehow I knew she did. Would she do it with me? How could I let her know what I wanted? I thought if I'd be extra tender and gentle she would let me! I would have to make her very moist. And what better way then using my tongue? I was so eager to try that for the first time. You told methat you were 50, but that didn't matter to me as we became firmfriends. I recall how you gently and persuasively got me to tell youabout my fantasies of being with men and within minutes you knew I was aconfirmed "bottom" which you liked as you were a "top" man.I look at my watch knowing you will be here in less than 5 minutes andhope you will like what you see as over the past month or so you havegroomed me into what you wanted. I remember now, with increasingexcitement how you.