Wife and I had decided what we were to accomplish and set out to make it happen. I went with my favorite-the granny/MILF older type married woman. My ...ife went for quantity instead. These are both our fall backs. I like grannies and she likes two or more guys. I zeroed in on an older lady, mid to late fifties. Bottle blonde hair, small but nice tits. Showing some age in her face and not over weight and she is drinking and already buzzed. I lost track of my wife and figured she was already. "I, I don't understand." Isabella said. "Kalin wanted someone to sponsor Jane through her course."Both Charlotte and Gwen laughed. "You really think we are so altruistic. Heaven forbid. No we were bidding to have the honour of deflowering your precious, sweet, innocent daughter, and for an extra grand I got Kalin to throw you in as well." No way!" Isabella said, even as she thrilled at the idea of seeing in reality what she had dreamed about so often these last few days."Kalin said you'd. No one was around so she felt it was safe to speak."Why were you looking at me in the library?" Erm! I am sorry. I didn't mean to but I couldn't help but notice your legs." His voice hadn't broken.Jo decided that he was way too young to have a meaningful chat with. However he was still old enough to perform so she asked him out straight."Are you still a virgin?"Jo's heart sank when he confirmed that he was. Flattered as she was that she had managed to arouse him she felt that it would be. ” I say it like a little girl still in the trappings of her first crush, well, I guess that what I am in many ways. I don’t turn around to see him, I don’t need to. Suddenly I feel a pair of soft, kind lips grave the back of my ear “I am very happy to have you in my life, Mrs. Blake.” His soft baritone soothes my mind. “And I you, Mr. Blake.” He moves now, to sit on the edge of the swing so I can see him. The sight of my love sets my heart fluttering like a butterfly. He is so handsome, so.