I raised my head to see what was wrong. She was pointing at her tits and the tan line on them. She said all that work back home tanning my tits so I d...dn't have a line and now my tits are ruined. I laughed and said baby you'll play Hell to get a guy to say anything on you is ruined. As she looked at herself in the mirror She said I guess you are right, I am fuckable. I said of course you are and wasn't you supposed to meet Mac tonight to have sex? She said yes , he is going to invite some of. I felt her push her buttocks against my hand urging me to hurry. Slowly I slid the zip until it reached the end of its travel. She wriggled slightly and the skirt dropped to the floor. Her thong was scant and silken. He reached to the line of her buttocks and gently stroked his fingers towards her crotch. She pushed harder against my hand, urging me to rub her now very wet pussy. Just as I was about to rub her pussy, she pulled away. She looked straight into my eyes. I could see the intent. Member of the church council, free mason, chairman of a couple of societies in the 'do-good-business.'"Hans P." as he was called in town, was married to Claire, a rather well preserved lady of 40 years. They only got one son, who had moved to Copenhagen to study law. Not much out of the ordinary there, I should say. But you see, Hans P. had a secret passion, or rather, he had a few. Claire's parents had moved to Spain for the warmer climate, and every other month Claire would fly down to visit. Don't you agree gran" Depends on what fun is young man?" Oh I think you know gran ... fun, fun" said Geoff smiling and grabbing his crotch.It suddenly dawned on Mollie what he meant ... what they had in store for her."Oh god no ... no not that ... please not that" she pleaded."Oh come on gran ... it's not that you haven't had it before ... you're going to enjoy it ... bring back some good memories for you eh?" said Geoff."Oh no please I'm an old woman ... a widow" again pleaded, trying to.