I walked into the kitchen expecting to see him there making a pig of his self but he wasn't there either. I was about to turn and go back out the door... when I heard a noise that came from the laundry room. The noise sounded suspiciously like a grunt or moan. I eased up to the door to the laundry room and peered through the crack in the door and what did I see but that worthless bastard wanking his dick with a pair of my soiled silk panties and just then he shot his slime all over them. I threw. That was pretty abrupt for her. Oh well, I’ll be there and I won’t be late. Four in the afternoon should be soon enough.Our Saturday morning session had been very lively and once more I was delighted with how much enjoyment the kids got from our sessions. It was an equal portion of enjoyment for me as well. If I wanted my spirits lifted, this was all it took.Our home was only a few minutes from the Alvarez home and I was on the front porch just before four o’clock. As usual, I rang the door. "Someone's going to get fucked," I heard Mara saying; and I turned to look over at her and saw that she was indicating the same couple I'd been watching while I thought my wife was asleep."Looks like it," I replied."He's very handsome," Mara added, referring to the young, muscular African."He is," I replied in agreement.For a few minuets neither of us said anything more. Then Mara broke the silence."Am I a slut?" What?" I said, turning my head to look over at her."Do you think I'm a slut?"We. She stopped and exchanged pleasantries and informed me that she had come back permanently and would not be moving out. I checked her out. Even after ten years she was well maintained and worth seducing. Her husband was not joining her at least for another couple of years. The chances of seducing her seemed to be improving. Sam asked me to join her for a cup of tea, I agreed and told her that I would join her over the weekend.I reached her house and fortunately she was alone at home and her.