My wife looked hot that night as she walked out the front door. She was almost fifty, but she didn’t look a day over forty. Her breasts were a nice ...ize and they stood firmly out. Her butt is perfectly rounded and she filled out her jeans in a beautiful way. Rick on the other hand was in his late thirties, and had been divorced for the past two years. I never did like him, and I know for a fact that he had tried to hit on my wife a few times in the past. I sat there knowing that my wife would. You ought to see this woman in a bikini! Maybe I hesistate because she called me Rick, her husbands name. I think she thinks I am Rick, because she is so drunk. Well good, then I can pork her and she will think it was Rick who porked her. I thought I had over heard her say to someone that she was off the pill because she and Rick wanted to have a baby, if I spunk in her hot pussy I may knock her up. That would be funny, bluecollar me would be the father of their baby. I guess I would be the. My head hurt a little, but otherwise I was in pretty good shapeconsidering the last thing I remember was a truck about to hit me ....I tried to engage the cop in the front seat, but he was a brick wall interms of conversation.Without his input, I tried to figure out what was going on. Had I brokenthe law in going out in a dress? I didn't think so, my town was prettyprogressive, and even had a gay pride parade every summer. Of coursethere could still be some less enlightened cops, and one may. I thought about not showing up, but then I remembered the moment I saw her taking off her Monki Kaftanbeach dress to go swimming minutes before we rescued her.We met at Red Lobster next to the mall and we ate dinner and agreed to see a movie at the Mall theater. I was surprised at how well she'd recovered from her ordeal. Through the movie we held hands, and I was aware of how nice she smelled as she snuggled up to me. For someone who had been through so much she seemed to be handling it so.