As he moved to enter her again she, without knowing it, arched her pelvis and suddenly his cock pushed at her ass. She stopped a moment, breathing in ...uddenly, almost a gasp. She looked up at him as he looked back. Both of them labored for breath, Her chest heaved searching for air, the sweat covering them and the room smelling like fucking. She closed her eyes a moment and reached around, grabbing his cock, teasing herself with it. She placed it against her asshole, and gently she pushed. I was waiting for the opportunity. In between conversation she held my hand while talking about her husband’s busy schedule. I had finished my tea and was getting impatient now. I thought to take the risk.With one hand held by her, I put my other hand on her shoulder like comforting her and kept there without moving to see her reaction. She was undeterred. Now I started making circular movements with my finger on her shoulder area. I could feel her breathing hard.In no time she gave the green. ” I turned to explain, “Bob married her after we broke up, and from what I hear, they’ve been happy for years.” I turned back to Janice. “You are looking well. Life and Bob must have been treating you well!”“I’m 80 years old, and you know it. I haven’t looked this good since before we met! And Deb has to be getting closer to my age, so she’s doing pretty damn well, herself! And you! You should be in your mid-50s, not looking like you’re a very healthy 25!”“You’ve met Deb?”“A couple of times. The blast of light pouring in the open door from behind the figure blinded out the details except the short, portly silhouette in a trench coat ambling with a slight hitch in his gait to the place at the bar where Kevin polished. It didn't matter; he immediately knew who it was. The patron entered as an actor—stage-right."Good afternoon, Mr. O'Connor. How are you this day?"The older man deposited his trench coat on a hook mounted on the wall and claimed a barstool. He was overdressed for the.