Andrew continued to rub her clit, "You see, Dave. This is how your wife secretly yearns to be treated. But it takes a real man to know how to do it, i...n't that right Michelle?" "Yes -- Sir," was all she could manage as she looked sheepishly towards her watching husband. "Hmm, such a lovely, spankable arse," observed Andrew as he gently fondled her soft, red cheeks. He stepped behind her and pressed himself against her arse. Michelle could feel his hard-on through his trousers, like an iron bar. I just couldn’t cum, I don’t know what it was, perhaps the journey, perhaps the sight of her arse moving backwards and forwards on my cock – I just couldn’t cum, so I slowly reached round, found her clit with my right hand and gently pumbled and squeezed her left tit with my other hand.The clit worked it’s magic but not to my benefit. Don’t get me wrong, I knew whatever feelings she was having that I would get my reward later (not in heaven) and boy did she cum.She tensed up, came up onto her. I am a 50-year-old youngster and am married for the last 20 years and we have a son who is 16 years old. I am reasonably fit and possess a good healthy body, thanks to all the effort that has gone in over the years to maintain a reasonably good lifestyle that I have had to charm girls and women. I said girls since the youngest I have taken to bed was just 18 years old. I should not be called a child molester (she was no child anyway) since it was with her mother’s permission and it was along. But not sure"tale" is the right word either, so let me think about that and I willidentify this opus as a story, or a tale, or maybe as an autobiography,but even that doesn't sound right. But let's get started before I loseyou. First me, Ok, who I am, well I should start by saying who I was... Mmmwell, I am not really much different than I am now, that's not trueeither. Everything is different. It's like being dropped off into adifferent universe, like a change into a quantum dimensions,.