I fit right in. i knocked on the door. it opens and i first seeandy in the dimly lit room. just in a pair of silk boxers. what a hunk!and all he can s...e of me is my slutty make up, heels and a trench coat.he says to me, come in, PLEASE. i walk past him. as he closes the door heturns to me. i drop the coat to the floor. he sees me dressed like a slutand my cock hanging free, his eyes bug out. i slowly turn around. i lookover my shoulder seductively as i bend at the waist and slowly spread myass. Tom eyed her in her skimpy outfit, then stammered, "I didn't think you'd want to see me, after what Jess and I did." Actually," Melanie said while running her hand down Tom's chest, "I felt a little incomplete afterwards. I didn't get to fuck you." And with that she kissed him. Tom returned the kiss, and Melanie shut the door behind her.They made their way to his desk chair, where Tom sat down and Melanie straddled him. She could feel his cock stiffening under his pants. Melanie rubbed against. That would be fine when she stood, but sitting presented a challenge that she was trying to deal with. Of course, her bare ass and pussy were of special concern to her. She was not an exhibitionist in any way, shape or form and she knew that Jeff wished she was.After twenty-four years of marriage, one son and working as a nurse for the last eighteen years, her once firm, thin, young form was now middle-aged, soft and a bit more curvy than she liked. Jeff constantly told her that she was. They held each other desperately reflecting the reticence that both had felt about giving themselves to anyone else."Thank you, Dorothy. I love you." I've loved you for some time too but wouldn't let myself go fully." I can understand that. I was pretty cagey too." Would you like some more wine to celebrate?"Arthur looked at her and she laughed."I didn't think so. Come on then. Bed, you dirty old man."Arthur laughed happily, swept her off her feet and carried her up to bed.The following.