I have his cum in my hair and my cum is running down my legs so I go back to the bathroom and take a shower. I cannot go back home smelling like cum, ...en's or mine. My dad may be home even though that is not likely.Back in the bedroom, Lucas is waiting patiently."I hope you don't mind wet hair."He says something crass about my boobs and mouth. I cup my boobs and pinch my nipple as I give him a look. Soon his boxers lift. I reach down and stroke him while standing next to him. He moans and. My wife and I have been married for thirty-three years and in that time have known nothing but love, loyalty and fidelity. We have never been wealthy but the recent financial crises have destroyed the way of life we cherished together. I have been out of work for eighteen months with no prospect of employment in the near or distant future. As we watched our meagre savings disappear and gradually sold off any valuable assets our choices have become more limited and more desperate. One day I was. Next time,” I had said, and sure enough, when we got into the bedroom a couple of days later she had spent a long time in the bathroom before coming out with it when she returned.“How do you want me?” she said.“On all fours,” I replied and she immediately got into position. I licked her bum and she soaked up the sensation but didn’t betray her feelings. It was enough for me. She had allowed me to do the most shocking, no-holds-barred thing to her and it had lodged in her memory.We drifted apart. I was in the shower when Mom came home and when I exited the bathroom I found a couple of packs of underwear and rather a nice shirt lying on the bed. The shirt was casual but was a lot nicer than my tee-shirts and I guessed that Mom wanted me to wear it and I was only too pleased to carry out her wishes. By the time Mom returned with our now dry and clean clothes I was dressed and ready to go eat and we didn't have long to wait before Joe and his wife collected us.The restaurant that we went.