"Well, hello," I said. She was dressed now; in tight jean shorts and belly-teasing tank top, but dressed."I thought I'd introduce myself. I'm Lynn." S...th," I lied. "Would you like to come in?"She replied with a smile and stepped inside. She seemed a little unsteady. She was drunk!"I got beer, wine, vodka and coffee," I offered."Beer's fine."As we talked, I learned that she was indeed fifty, her husband Barry was fifty-six and probably cheating on her and they had a twenty-five-year-old adult. I have fantasized so much to myself I want to do it as well.’ Instantly my wife silenced. I leaned over and whispered into her ear. She shivered with lustful thoughts. Snake Lady began again ‘ My tongue can do things to a woman’s pussy that is seldom if ever again matched. Only a woman knows a woman’s pleasures spots.’ She went on, I can offer you so much pleasure if you will allow me to do so.’ Little Momma squealed. Her little girl voice whimpering, ‘I-I-I wa-want to do I it bu-but. This wasn't going to happen while I still had an overseer.I took a glob of the petroleum jelly on my finger tip and touched it to her hole. I could feel it clench closed, not just the sort of clench you get with a cough or sneeze but held tightly shut with all the force she could muster. In up and down motions I spread the warming jelly over her, sadly it obscured the view of her tender hole but I knew it was more than worth it. I could have spend hours just massaging her seeing if in time she. " She said softly.I had always wanted to make love to my wife outside. But as Cindy refused to come up to the cabin previously, we'd never managed to do it, though it had been something I had always wanted to do with her. And though the possibility of anyone seeing us was practically nil, unless someone was actually sitting on some hillside a ways away using a pair of binoculars to spy on us, odds were no one ever would. Even so, the thought of finally fucking my beautiful wife outside was.