It looked great. She wriggled her ass for a while as she stood on the spot, letting us see the flesh on her ass cheeks ripple and jiggle. For her age,...her ass was extremely well formed and curvy, with very little cellulite, but a good amount of flesh on her butt cheeks, just the way I liked, so that it gave an ample and full fleshy mound to hold onto and play with. She made me feel incredibly horny, watching her ass flesh wriggle like that.Then she parted her legs a little, put one hand on each. " Mr. Dunleavy has an opening at ten o'clock on Friday. Can we set that up for that time, Mr. Twain?" Friday at ten looks good at the moment, but this is still subject to any social plans for the weekend interfering. If that should happen, I'll be certain to call and cancel."We ended the conversation with me being well pleased with how it had gone. This pleased feeling lasted only for about two minutes before the phone started ringing once more. Since I was near the phone anyway, I. I’m going to tell them they’re going away, but not that we’re joining them or where we’re going or any of that. I’ll organise everything.”I knew when to back off gracefully, Beth usually got her way and if I was being honest with myself she’d do a far better job than I would with this sort of thing.“I’m going to bring Paul along,” she continued, “is there anyone, you know, special, that you’d like to come as your guest?”Beth and Paul had got engaged a couple of months ago – he was a hot shot. I do not regret giving myself to you, and you were great. I meant that I should have let you know that I'm kinda, well, in a relationship."I sagged back in my seat. "A relationship? But—I mean—we had sex. Your boyfriend..." Yes, I know, and I told him—afterwards—about it. Charlie Jensen's his name; well, he understood. He didn't even get mad at me; he understood. He and I—well—we're good."Oz, what we, you and I did, was kinda crazy. I do like you; hell, how could I not. But..." Yeah, I know..