This outfit would be fine for a thin girl of 15 or 16, but on an overweight 42 year old, the adjective pathetic best describes it. I shiver, and feel ... throb in my pussy as I remember the day I went to the store to buy that outfit, but hey I'm getting ahead of myself.As I squirm uncomfortably in my chair, my mind wanders back to how this started. How could I a well respected 42 year old wife and mother fall so quickly and completely under the spell of this bitch? I mean what would my husband. I went downwards and took off her pants. It was a sight worth seeing. . I told her your lovely and she turned he eyes away from me while turning a shadeOf pink. I kissed her whole body bit I wanted to tease her so I didn't go near her Vagina . Then I took off her panties and started kissing her navel and other parts while constantly ignoring the pussy. After sometime she started getting wetter. I licked up her juices from the bed but didn't touched her centre. There was a sweet aromas coming. Amy giggling with Sue she says how cute she thought he was and acted like a giggly school girl and it gives me an idea.Back in unit we shower and then the 2 girls ended up on the bed kissing and rubbing their hands all over each other as I stand watching, they play for 5 minutes before Amy comes and sits on side of the bed in front of me taking my cock and strokes it and asks Sue to sit next to her.Amy leans forward taking me into her mouth sucking my cock as Sue watches, then Amy pulls it out. Three weeks later I was served with divorce papers. Since Jenny was going to be eighteen before it was final, child custody was not an issue. We no longer owned a home and had no money in the bank. Darcy did not ask for alimony or support. It was just a straightforward incompatibility divorce. I signed the papers as they were and quit my job at the feed mill. I stopped by the Paitone offices and then made a quick detour by the bank before going home. Darcy was not at home. Jenny said she went.