After about a week we were getting bored with the same porn and needed more. We started to dare eachother to do things like he would dare me to jerk h...m off, I thought that was a little too gay and didn't want to but I tried anyway and his cock didn't feel any different than mine. So I dared him to jerk me and he did and it felt amazing. Our first ever handjobs but we didn't know they were called handjobs at that time. After we came he dared me to taste my own cum, I couldn't do it and he. Her fingers found me erect. She tugged at my shirt. "You old fraud. You're ready for action." When you reach my age it's no longer 'erection', it's called 'fossilization'." I slipped my hand inside her blouse and cupped it round her breast. "You're certainly not fossilized though." Why are you so grumpy tonight? Have I upset you about Catherine? Come on, I want to tell you what's been going on." She unbuttoned her blouse and unclipped her bra. "There. As a special treat you can maul my tits.. The aroma of her very aroused pussy juices, combined with the ever increasing moans, started me thinking a bit concerning the noise.Pretending to be really drunk, I blurted out: “…hey Al…how about taking my wife upstairs to our bedroom…you know…like… just continue fucking her up there!…OK?…so I can watch my stuff down here..thanks Al…”. Susan looked at me, being nearly out of breath. “…damn Al!…my husband doesn’t seem to care one. " she said after a moment, clearing her throat, "I think you're a very attractive young woman, if I may say so." I smiled. "And you haven't even seen my pussy," I joked. She blushed. I sat up and turned towards her, lifting my legs up under my chin as I sat on the bench, knowing she could see between them that way. "I thought you weren't looking for... 'company'," I said, watching her try hard not to stare too obvious between my legs."Oh," she said softer, "I do get lonely, and I'm just a woman.