"Can I help yah, miss?" I said, exaggerating my Italian accent in the off chance she had a thing for aging, fat, bald men."Ah, yeah," she said, turnin... to me at last. "I'll have a martini, shaken, on the rocks." You got it," I said. When I gave her the drink she thanked me, putting in a fancy pink bendy straw from her purse and sipping it. Odd chick, but one hell of a looker. "If you don't mind me saying so, miss, that's one unusual outfit you got there." Oh, thanks," she said. "It runs in the. I feel my orgasm starting at this new position, he was hitting all the right spots, oh too soon my body started tensing. Yet he kept thrusting into me and when I started to come down from it, he turned me on my side straightening my one leg beneath him and the other wrapped around his leg. Pounding into my still quivering cunt, I raked my nails along his legs getting a gasping groan from him enjoying the feeling. Soon I was coming again, harder than before my body tensing and my breath short,. I started to reply but he put his hand on the back of my head and pulled me down onto his cock. I started sucking him and taking him as deep as I could. He was close to 7" but it was fairly thick. He pushed my head down on him until I felt his balls hitting my face and held me down. "Oh yeah! That's good, boy! Take it all!" Finally I stood up and started to take my jeans off. "Wow, you weren't k**ding were you?" he said about my wearing pantyhose. "Nope. Is that a problem? I brought some thigh. The water helped, as I looked at myself in the kitchen mirror and steadied myself for what was about to come. Both the highs and the lows. And then I headed upstairs, following the sounds of two sets of laughter.Halfway up the stairs, it was clear the sounds were coming from our bedroom. That this was where Sue had taken her young lover, rather than his own bedroom. I felt a familiar knot in my stomach at this thought. Sue would have made this as a conscious decision, knowing how it would both.