“Martin,” I spoke softly to him now, “would you like me to teach you how to treat an older woman?”“Oh yes, Tanya! I’d love that!” he sai... eagerly.“Well, since you’ve been so sweet, I’d be willing to do that for you. But if you want to learn how to treat an older woman properly, you have to agree to do what I say, no questions asked ... understood?” I asked sternly.“Yes ... yes ... I’ll do whatever you say,” his voice was rampant with enthusiasm now.“Good. Now take your clothes off.” I was happy. 'That's a shame, I'd hate to have to stop dealing with your friend, I only deal with hospitable people' John said with a smile.She felt awkward but didn't want to let her friend down so said 'Go on then, one glass won't hurt.'As she drank the bubbly liquid he setup a couple of comfy fold-up chairs and she relaxed into one of them. They chatted about the show and she began to feel dreamy and thought she was getting a little too relaxed as she looked down and saw her legs beginning to open. . It’s great to see you.” I smiled. I took her free hand and said “Follow me to my office.”She smiled happily and nodded. Once in my office she pushed the door closed and stepped into my arms kissing me hard. I helped. I said huskily, “Hello to you, Morgan.” I was a little surprised but sure didn’t mind nor did I complain.She sat in one of my visitor chairs and pulled a folder from a valise. It was the contract that had been marked up. I went over it with her, our heads close together. She went. " she whispers."Yes please." I whisper back while she slowly spreads her lags apart until Gavin can see her lace covered, wet , married pussy. As soon as he can see up her dress, she turns her head to me and kisses me deeply. After about 2 minutes, she stands up and goes to sit on his lap while facing me. She spreads her legs until I can see her pussy. Her lace panties are transparent because her juice is dripping. "MMMMMM." I say. They go back to the dance floor and it is a slow song. Mary is.