"Just as well that it hasn't," Margie said, in a definite sort of a manner."Why, would you be tempted to use it," I quickly retorted, still making it ...sound like a joke. Margie squealed with laughter, and I let the matter drop, hoping that it had given her something to think about. Later on, when we were in bed playing, I waited till she was sucking on my cock, then I laughed and said, "just imagine that it's someone's poking through a glory hole at you.Nothing came of this last comment of mine,. She was sat naked in the kitchen one morning having a cup of tea when two men appeared in the back garden. They were the gardeners we had booked to undertaken a complete renovation on our overgrown garden. Mrs V walked to the patio doors and stood there totally naked giving the young gardeners a view of her stunning, mature body.The men had clearly seen her. She ambled about bending over pretending to pick things up or put things away. There was a knock on the door. Mrs V shouted she would be. ” She raises a hand and becons us with a red fingernail to follow her.As she walks, we swing around to look at the angler. He’s a slightly younger man, and wears a slightly hurt face. We hear him in voice-over now. His accent gravelly and Welsh. “I’m Dr James Thomas ... I’m a friend of Helen, and, until recently her husband, Gareth. We used to fish together ... Gareth and myself. Then he told me he was staying home to spend some quality time with his wife ... When he was really having ‘quality’. I gladly accept it. We tongue fight for a minute before she captures mine with her teeth. She licks the tip of it, the same way as yesterday, and I moan. She sucks on it gently as she moves her hands down to my shaven cunt. Her soft fingers are cold, making me jump as they brush across my clit. She releases me and grins. She steps backwards and says, Wait here. She leaves the room, and Im brought back to reality. Holy shit, were fucking in the dining room. Danny or Luke could walk in at any.