It was just a first meeting to say “hi” and exchange pleasantries. I had told myself not to expect any more than that. I had convinced myself that...I didn’t expect more.I had expected more.We had been chatting for weeks after all, and even though I was twenty years her senior we had discovered a special chemistry lacking in our marriages. She was pretty and sweet and shy and funny, and oh-so-desirable. But face it - I was an old fart while she shone glorious in the prime of womanhood. Sure, we. His girlfriend was eye balling me and I thought it was kinda odd at first. Well she goes upstairs and he motions me into his living room and asks me if I want some shots before I help them out. I take three shots and he says sit down man make yourself comfortable and I'll explain what I need you to do. Well shortly after he says this he drinks a shot and his girlfriend walks around the corner from the kitchen nude. He says to me that they are both bi and love to pleasure strangers together and. He could do that.He could not do that. The moment he was out in the street, the lights from what seemed like thousands of cameras blinded him on the spot. It was a good thing that Aron somehow managed to beat the crowds to reach him because he was worse than a deer in the proverbial headlights. Aron’s strong hand engulfing his was warm and reassuring. He quickly followed as Aron took him to the car.“Wow,” he managed as soon as the vehicle began rolling forward slowly.“Are you okay?” Aron seemed. I made some feeble excuse about how I had forgotten that I had a house guest and I stammered as BB chuckled and said, "I like it, you are a very foxy Momma." Oh BB you are just saying that to make me feel good," as I felt a flutter between my thighs and a tingle in my clit. "What am I thinking? Damn it, I am a happily married woman and besides I am old enough to be his mother and he isn't interested in an older woman anyway."The guys passed the day somehow. That evening Tim had a date but BB.