Im not complaining I added. How about making it real rather than imaginary? I cheekily asked. I dont want to talk about it, well not yet she retorted ...ust enjoy things as they unfold. My heart was thumping and my imagination was running wild as I tried to come to terms with the possible can of worms we had just opened. I couldnt wait to meet up with John and tell him what sort of reaction he had caused in my normally placid wife. Breakfast was rushed as I was the keenest I had ever been to take. .an old man like me."She giggled and kissed me on the nose and replied, "I can't believe I just fucked my biggest crush in high school! God...I thought you were so sexy and I just knew you'd know how to fuck a girl correctly and I was right!" She stretched out against me, her still sweat moistened body feeling delicious rubbed up against mine, nipples still like hard rubber dragging against my chest and her sex, wet with both semen and pussy cream rubbing against my thigh -- one of her long. It’s not like he was the first guy I ever did it with or the first time we fucked. Besides, he was a little better than my previous two boyfriends. I was upset because he threatened to kill me if Pam wasn’t back before he finished fucking me,” Vickie explained calmly.I shook my head and waved off any further discussion. “I need some food and time to think,” I sighed heavily as I headed back downstairs.I was still staring absently at the open pantry when the girls arrived and shooed me out of. She felt herself being lulled into a sleep-like, erotic trance as the ferry’s pulsing vibration and the woman’s intriguing image relaxed and warmed her. The weekend ahead promised to be quiet and uneventful. Since she broke up with Damon, her long-term boyfriend, and moved into the cozy apartment she now called home, her social life had become practically non-existent. She loved not having to plan activities or dance to other people’s dictates. She had yet to become bored and missed nothing of.