Then she reached down, giving me an even bigger eyeful of out-of-bounds flesh, picked up her briefcase and ushered me out of the office. I was swallow...ng hard at this point, ‘Errrr, where would you like to go?’ I stammered. ‘Oh, my place I think David, don’t you? I’ll drive.’ Suddenly, and bizarrely ‘her place’ seemed like the only sensible place to go so I accompanied her down to the basement car park where she kept her dark blue BMW. She unlocked it with the remote, but just as we were about. Mrs Jones crosses her legs.Vicar: Firstly, many happy returns my dear.Mrs Jones: Why thank you Vicar. Yes, I’m 65 today…..and don’t feel a day over 21….Vicar: And you certainly don’t look a day over 21 my dear.Mrs Jones: Oh thank you Vicar. You are lovely.Mrs Jones kisses the Vicar lightly on the check.Vicar: Now Mrs Jones, I’ve been meaning to ask you are you interested in being involved in our Parish ladies calendar. It’s to raise funds for the church roof?Mrs Jones. Yes, certainly Vicar if. ’What could I do? I could barely think straight and she held the key to my salvation.The camera flashed and she giggled.‘I can see the desperation in your big puppy-like eyes! It makes me wet! If I wasn’t so tender, I’d have you trying to make me come though my hose!’She aimed the camera again, it flashed and Alice then turned to find something in her large handbag.‘Here you are, darling.’I stared at the pink dildo she had casually dropped on the floor in front of me.‘Push that into your bottom. "I carried her upstairs for another round of baby making.Her teasing worked wonders for our sex life. One Sunday afternoon, I "discovered" her in bed, wanking off to a magazine advertisement for men's underwear briefs featuring a white model with a cheese grater stomach. I dove on top of her, pinning her arms to the bed and thrusting hard.I came home from work to find her posing in front of the of the bedroom mirror. At first, I thought she was naked before I realized she was wearing a white.