Sometimes we will smile at each other with these big grins, and I wonder . . . could there be more there?Only one problem. He is twenty years younger ...han me. I am not young, skinny, or beautiful but I am curvy. I don't see myself as beautiful, and I don’t see how any of my fantasies could ever become real. My husband says, you never know. One day I was at work, and Leo asked if I could give him a ride home after work. He lives locally, and his girlfriend had taken his car out of town for the. .. and they were talking about sex. Well ... almost, anyway.“I guess it’s different,” he said. “I mean, I guess men don’t feel the same thing.”“Oh.” She sounded disappointed. “The salve helped,” she added.“Oh,” he said. “I guess that’s good.”“You have no idea,” she sighed. “I was afraid the last part of the ride today would kill me.”Bob knew Dannie, and lots of other women, enjoyed riding horses, for the very reason that Brenda was talking about. He had never talked to a woman about it, though.. “Anytime!” she responded by getting up and removing her panties and straddling my lounge chair. She pulled down my boxers and then she walked up the lounge chair. She grasped my cock in her hand. She then rubbed it back and forth across her pussy. She was extremely wet from having sex with Dad. She paused after three strokes and placed the head inside her vagina and slid the rest of my cock deep in her womb in a smooth stroke.She paused there and asked, “How does that feel?”“Wonderful!” was my. "What a coincidence," Anastacia gushed. "This is Jerome," she bubbled, pulling him closer to her. "Jerome, meet my mother, Cecile, and my godmother, Angela." "A pleasure to meet you, Cecile, or should I call you Mom?" he said, shaking her extended hand. He held her gaze and smiled. Cecile chuckled. "Cecile will do just fine. I'm too young and fine to be anyone's mother," she joked. "You're right about that," Mikey agreed, causing Cecile to blush. Jerome turned to Angela. "It feels as if I.