Then in the fourth year of my tenure my wife decided she enjoyed the money of an old asshole businessman more than my company and asked for a divorce....We had two k**s - a son aged thirteen and daughter aged nine - and she got custody. I got the house as she didn't need it, but sold it for a two bedroom loft apartment. Hell the big house just reminded me of my loneliness.Sue was really supportive during the divorce and helped change all my paperwork. She and her husband couldn't have k**s and. Now she was just wearing a very tiny cotton thong and I felt mesmerized as I looked at her perfect round little ass. Her buttocks looked firm and tight; her skin was pale and smooth. She was perfect…I got undressed in silence and I stood fully naked, sporting my hard thick cock pointing to the ceiling. Marion bent over and she slipped her thong down to her ankles. She turned around.I opened my eyes wide. I was expecting to see a nice trimmed mound with a glistening cunt; but instead of some. This put us into intimate contact to hold us till later. I suggested we put our clothes back on, and go to my house for some real intimacy with our obvious sexual desires. We all followed my suggestion.After work I raced home to get things ready for our meet up, we were all coming directly from work, so we would not get distracted with personal business. Skinny was the first to arrive, he was so ready to jump in, I had him undress to his lingerie and put on one of my dresses and wigs. He looked. . With one heavy bag of luggage in each hand he hurries along the hallway towards the source of the commotion. Room 4.69. Standing right in front of the door he thinks he can even perceive muffled screams mixed with slapping and bumping. Is someone being beaten up in there?? Stephan's getting really nervous. He's always shied away from conflict let alone physical altercations. But he can't act like nothing's happening. He has to do something this time. Besides, this is his room. He forces open.