All I had met were airhead women in the last year. Linda was so different. She was equally comfortable discussing world events, politics and philosoph...es of life. Her eclectic taste in music resulted in jazz, oldies and even some country and western to coming over the boats sound system. To my surprise, I learned she was 52 and they had been married for a long time.By mid afternoon, it was hot and she changed into a thin shirt with no bra. Damn, her breasts looked perfect. She was a hard worker. Mary was home. I could see that she looked beat and dejected. However, it was more a look of mental tiredness than if she had had a marathon physical workout with some guy.At a quarter to midnight the front entrance bell sounded. I asked myself, "Now who in hell would be ringing the bell? They must know the plant is closed." I went down the hall and peered out before opening the door. Max Stinger was standing there. I opened the door just a crack and questioned, "Hi Max, this is a surprise.. This time my finger went in more easily. I repeated this several times until her arse was as slick as her cunt. I left her impaled on my finger as I pushed the plug as deep as it would go into her cunt to get it nicely lubed. It was about five inches long and just over an inch in diameter at its widest point. I moved it in and out a few times turning it round to get it well coated then i pulled it out and at the same time removed my finger from her arse and immediately introduced the narrow. “Suck his cock, son. He’s got more cum for you.” I slid over in his direction and quite deftly took him into my still hot mouth. He was considerably bigger than dad, but by then my jaw was nice and relaxed and I had no problem taking all of him down deep into my throat. He actually fucked my mouth and for about twenty seconds and then he stopped and I felt that telltale flash of warmth followed by a swelling of the cock that tells us our consort was about to deliver the prize. Because I had.