I imagined her with some distinguished writer she’d always admired and now was getting to fuck. When she got home and came to bed, where I was but c...rtainly not asleep, I asked her to tell me everything that happened.At one of the readings, a guy sat next to her and started chatting her up. He was a grad student in his late twenties. My wife was in her early forties but looked early to mid-thirties, so he thought she was only a couple of years older. She’d been on her college track team and was. Her ass is magnificent. The tan line only accentuating her perfect skin. Her cheeks are full but as pert as you could ask for. A perfect peach of an ass. Her tiny pink thong has ridden right inside her, the rear string disappearing into her ass. Even with her feet together there is a gap between her legs. The crotch of her thong is stuck to her wet pussy. I can see the shape of her. Lips pursed together tightly, nice fat lips. I am now fully erect. My dick is harder than it has ever been.I. ..and do a good job if you want my cock to fuck you. Don’t keep me waiting.” Slowly, she extended her tongue out past her full lips expecting a meaty head to greet her, but instead this was softer and fleshier. Realization set in fast that this was no cock, but his ass. Never in her life had she licked ass but her thirst for his hard cock pushed all inhibitions aside. She’d do anything to have him reward her with his huge cock buried deep inside giving her the hard fuck she craved. This was so. Feldman’s parents had both passed away when he was very young, leaving him to be raised by his grandmother, Mildred. As far as Maribell was concerned she did a fantastic job. Feldman was a perfect gentleman. Feldman was tall and handsome and owned his own lucrative consulting business, which left him plenty of time to spend with Maribell and Trinity, Maribell’s eight year old daughter from a previous marriage. Trinity absolutely adored Feldman, and he had been a wonderful male influence on her.