When I got back they were still talking very close… with Brett’s hand on my wife’s leg…Soon was the Brett’s turn to use the bathroom and whi...e he was gone I asked my sweet wife if this was the same Brett she had told me about some time ago. Ana giggled, saying he was the same guy. The one that fucked her very hard sometimes while they worked together at a former office. He was the guy that had taught her how to suck cock really good. Anita gave me an evil grin and smiled, saying that he had a. He asks me to be honest about if I am wanting a relationship with him other than what we are currently doing, I told him that I'm not sure and that for now I am enjoying what is going on. The fact that I can provide you some pleasure and be someone for you to talk to means alot to me. He kisses me on my forehead and smiles at me. I asked him if he could ever date someone my age. I'm sure I could, it just gets complicated when you are the neighbor's daughter and how they may view it. I tell him. "Martha, this is Britt. I know you're invited but I need to be sure you're coming because I have a friend who needs a companion." She listened. "He's blond and a little taller than you. Low heels would be fine. His bod is almost as good as Chad's but without the head scar." She listened some more and laughed. "I know. It's funny now but it sure wasn't then. Anyway, he's a good student and a nice guy. It's only for the evening unless both of you want it to be more." She listened. "Trust me,. Like a woman possessed, she was fucking herself now, her pussy was insanely wet, she was so horny remembering all of their steamy sex sessions, Johns big cock pounding into her, taking no mercy, moaning loudly, her middle finger sliding deep to find her g spot as her thumb pressed down hard on her clit and made her shudder. ‘Oh fuck, John, oh god!!’ her mind drifting to another place now as her breathing deepened, and she clenched her asscheeks together off the bed as her pussy started to.