"Thank you," she said, giving him a curtsy, holding imaginary skirts. "That's one reason I like you. You don't require me to be the prom queen all the...time." Prom queen?" He blinked."You know. Like in high school? If you were popular, you had to put on this act all the time and pretend everything was great and life was perfect. And you had to look perfect all the time too." In high school, yes," said Bob. "But surely that doesn't go on in college too."She laughed again."For such a brilliant. When she started going thru her things with her then husband. I was there to listen to hear and tell her things are gonna be ok. Her husband was an addict and was causing her and her c***dren to much pain. She eventually kicked him out the house and filed for divorce. With her husband out the picture Mary had to take care of the house needs on her own. She was dealing with a lot that she had to quit her job so she could look for something in the morning so she can be with her k**s in the. The wife told me to enjoy the gallery and she would meet up with me later and took off. As the wife walked out the door I turned to find this woman standing right there with a big smile on her face. She was dressed in a short skirt with boots, she pulled it off very well. I did notice a wedding ring on her finger among other jewelry. I would guess her to be in her fifties. She flirted me up and I did the same back to her. I wanted to fuck this woman, there was something about her. But even I. The two of us moved until I was on my back, my legs up over his shoulders, while he aimed his hard cock at my opening, pushing it into me slowly but deliberately. I felt pain like I have never felt before but didn't say anything while I waited for him to get fully inside me. Finally, he did and he waited for me while his heavy balls rested against the back of my thighs.He started slowly and while he fucked me, I looked over at the women. I saw that my wife was now flat on her back like me,.