He hadn’t expected company or he would’ve come in earlier and cleaned up some before Carol put dinner on the table. He eyed the old housekeeper. T...e woman was prone to keeping secrets. This clearly wasn’t just some city shmuck lost out on their roads. Both of the women’s gazes seemed to move to the foreman at the same time as Caroline interlocked her arm in Lacey’s. Lacey was almost a head taller than the older woman but it was clear who was in charge. Caroline was used to telling lots of. .I know" and at that she pulled a pair of her favourite silk panties up my legs and into position.At this point I was wondering whether to protest or not but soon had that option removed when she removed her own panties and scrunched them up before forcing them in my mouth to act as a gag then tied a scarf round my mouth to keep me quiet. From the smell and taste of the panties I could tell she had been getting turned on whilst getting me ready for the evening.Despite myself I could feel myself. Perhaps that was why this realization of his affections, of his kinky desire for me, was so difficult? I knew my son loved, me, and that I loved him - so this love-lust, thing was new to me.I had been sexual ignored for so long, months before that bastard walked out, that I started to have suspicions of that my husband had been having an affair. He was not a great lover, but he had always had a steady desire to mount me once or twice a week. These suspicions caused me to purchase some slutty. I looked around to make sure she didn't mistaken me for anyone else but she was staring at me. I can't remember what exactly I said, must have been "can I get a ride to seven 11" and she must have said "you can get more than a ride". All I knew that we both made that decision we was going to fuck each other. So here I am, u******e leaving with an Italian/Puerto Rican queen. Till this day, nobody has matched her. So we pull off and immediately she takes off here pants. Her pussy was so fucking.