And when they disappear around the corner I get naked and run through the whole house downstairs, find him in the pool.He sees me from under the water... I'm standing naked with my hands on my waist. His head emerges from the water and he swims to the ladder, fast. I see a nice chub already. He comes out of the pool and tugs down his trunks.I go on my knees and open my mouth before he even comes to me; he just shoves it in right away. I suck the purple head, then I give his cock a few loud. I’m so looking forward to removing some of clothes and enjoying your young cocks!” I teased.Neil blushed which I found so endearing, as he carried my holdall into Adam’s apartment. There were two other guys standing in the lounge of the apartment as I walked up to them with my fishnet dress revealing all of my wordly goods, swinging my hips seductively, feeling my large breasts say with the rhythm of my walk.“And you guys are?” I asked authoritatively.“I’m Steve and this is Paul” said the. I really didn't need a bra. Even at thirty seven my tits were still perky. The dress was short. It only came to the middle of my thighs. I slipped on a pear of white panties. I took one last look in the mirror. I thought to myself. "For a mother of an eighteen year old son, I still looked good. I know my husband still likes what I look like. He tries to fuck me at least five times a week." I heard the car horn.I ran downstairs, closed and locked the front door and headed for the car. My son was. What had begun as a caring supportive relationship soon became bogged down in material gain and personal prestige. While I had continued to climb the lofty corporate ladder, my wife began her own upward ascent away from us. The settlement left me stripped of everything but an old T’Bird I was trying to restore, and my retirement intact while she walked away with a lifetime of mutually earned toys. Her attorney was good, and I was just too damn hurt to offer much resistance. With little more.