"Well, young man," countered Doris, with a mischievous smile, "I thank you for your lovely compliment. Let me tell you, if I were forty years younger ...- you would be in a great deal of danger!" Oh?" he said smiling; his face going a bit flush. "What do you mean?" Well, let's just say that if I were your age, the chances of you getting inside my panties tonight would be very, very good."A broad, bashful smile formed across Tristan's mouth, and he blushed conspicuously in reaction to her rather. Yes, better to remain a silent observer to her lustful play. She played for just a few minutes, but it seemed like an hour. She was enjoying herself as her left hand clutched the pillow in rhythm to her right hand. Once again she raised her hips, and in addition to seeing her fingers and a glimpse of her pussy, this time they both glistened with her building excitement. I fought the desire to hold my cock, but I quietly pulled down my zipper to let it out. Through all this I had yet to see her. Just before lunch, I called Kara to let her know about Pete and Melanie and she said going out to dinner would be great, and even suggested a sauna together afterwards.Late in the afternoon, I took Stephanie down the hall to her room and shut the door. I handed her the apartment keys, and she put them in her pocket and then I handed her a decoratively wrapped box.“Happy fifteenth, Stephanie!” I said.She tore open the wrapping and opened the box. She smiled as she removed a short, white silk. And what are you? I never realized how conceited you are about your looks. Sure, you’re a good looker; but come on, Kelly, that’s what you were born with. Mayra is beautiful too, in her own way. It’s her personality that’s attractive, despite her exterior, not because of it.”My wife fumed, then stood up and went into the living room to join Mayra and Ralph. I looked through as I recovered my breath. I wondered if my angry outburst had sealed the end of my marriage. I sort of hoped so.Kelly sat.