We instantly become hungry for the other, needing each other. All the teasing, and fooling around online has built up so much suspense. My hands move ...round her, squeezing her cute little ass. I slide my hands under her skirt, and can see she hasn't put panties on. I let out a slight moan of approval. Her hands on my hips lightly, holding me to her. I run my fingers down along her crack, on either side and squeeze her ass again. I let our kiss end, looking at her. “Are you ready for this, my. I can no longer get it up". Frank was taken back for he thought he was about the same age as his friend and he certainly had no difficulty in his sexual drive for he regularly mounted his wife, almost on a daily basic. "Have you mentioned it to your wife about your desires?" he asked."No!" Was the abrupt answer, my wife is totally opposed to anything of a sexual nature. Cripes she doesn't like me to go into the bathroom while she is there. You know I have not observed my wife nude through my. She'd just brought a couple of coffees back and I watched her come back across the office.She was early forties but looking good. Slender and short, only 5' 5" at the most, but hard-bodied and tanned (too much time in and around the pool - bitch). Her tits pressed against the silk of her shirt, small but still firm, and the pencil skirt she was wearing fitted nicely round her firm ass. New hair cut (a short bob) and new shoes (heels with straps around the ankles), that morning finished it off.. Our son is a freshman at the local community college and still lives at home with us. He was always a bit of a late bloomer and didn't date in high school. He's met a few girls at college, however, and he's involved in a few groups that keep him busy sometimes.So, while we aren't empty-nesters yet, we do have a lot of free time around the house and we take full advantage of it. One evening I was on my hands and knees, face buried in the pillow but turned to the side as my husband plunged his.