"Maybe you should just tell me everything, and I'll play it back on the way home," I told him. I received no argument. I suppose he must have wondered...whether I had a player in my car that I could run the mini-cassette on, not realizing that I just had myself a good one for the price of a whole lot of bullshit.He nodded, as if he had any choice in the matter, cleared his throat, sat up straighter and began his salvation. "If you would play that tape a bit longer, you will hear your wife. It didn't look like this was a playful book, meant for children; there were no pictures, and it seemed to be all handwritten. Each letter was different from every other; each 'e' was different from every other 'e', as was every other letter in the book.Jane read on. Every word was... interesting. Like it was an older version of English. Not too old, but old enough that she was sure it was before the 20th century at least. The vocabulary was odd, too. Explanations like "The feet on opposing. "I was caught. In my assembling the gate I hadn't even bothered trying to conceal my hard-on and apparently she had noticed. I let out a little laugh and apologized and she said not to worry, that it sometimes turned her husband on too. I said I used to love to watch my wife and it just brought back some memories. Well the ice was officially broken now and we were both a lot more casual. In fact when she finished with one breast and started to do the next, she lifted her shirt and didn't really. . I just don't know how I am going to fit my cock into your ass, most woman struggle to take it in the snatch. Show me your cock, how can you hide it with those tight jeans and shorts you wear?"Lois giggled and put her small hand on my boner which was now even harder and seemed bigger. While stroking my cock through my pants she said:"I have my ways baby, let's go to my room and explore."With that she got up and took my hand, leading me to her bedroom. Lois lay down on the bed and invited me to.