Finally she asked, "Do you think he would be interested?" I said that I did not know but I would like to tell him the situation and see what he says.... "OK, talk to him." I started to rub her cunt but she pushed my hand away. "Not tonight. I have to think."Even at Carrie's age, she was still a beautiful woman, 5'5" and 135 pounds. Her 34-C tits did sag now but they were still firm and topped with large nipples that still stood out and were easily got hard. She had a little bit of a tummy,. For what surely seemed like an eternity to him, he stares, completely forgetting where he is or what he should be doing. His mouth has fallen open, and I can see a puddle of drool beginning to form just inside his lower lip. He begins to lean forward, as if hypnotized; I loudly clear my throat, startling him. He jerks, looking up at me, then at her face, glowing with a knowing smile. His eyes drop again to her humming pussy, then up to me again. Standing hurriedly, he drops the shoe he'd. We played catch for a bit, then ended up all on loungers, catching some sun and just chatting, nudity almost forgotten.When I heard the time on the radio, it was already after three thirty, so I told the girls I had an errand to run and ducked out. A quick shower, a quick ride and I was at the door of the jewelers, picking up and paying for my purchase.Back home within a half hour, I looked out and the girls were gone from the pool. I shrugged and went upstairs, intent on putting the necklace. “And so would you. Your wife is a fine woman.”“There is no need to bring my wife into this!” he growled, true emotion flashing across his face. There was anger in there, but I could see something else. Fear. Not of me, but ... of himself. He shifted, his hands gripping the podium. Did he need to readjust himself.I know I did. My cock was throbbing hard. Just thinking about cuckolding his wife, a gorgeous woman in her forties, had my futa-dick, pulsing in my panties. My pussy was growing wet..