”“Oh, really? Who’d have guessed?”Paige ignored the sarcasm and continued, “Well, do you remember the cocktail party next door, at Tom and T...erri’s?”“The one where Barbara divorced Jerry?”“Well, they aren’t actually divorced, but yeah, that one.”“Let me guess, you want a divorce, right?”Paige started and whipped her head up to stare at her husband’s serene face, barely containing a grin. “Very funny.” She jiggled his limp cock. “Would you care to have me stop this?”“No, no! Continue,. I knocked timidly on Mrs. Smith's door and entered when asked to do so. She was sat at her desk, her dark hair pulled back into a severe bun, large framed glasses perched on her nose as she peered over them at me. I guessed she was in her early forties, her body in good shape from working out at the gym. She wore a white blouse but beyond that I could not tell as she was seated behind her desk. She looked sternly at me as she pointed to the chair in front of her desk. I sat and she looked at me. I wanted to ask what would happen when I get hard but I so seldom got full erections any more that I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear “When is that?”. I asked instead “What about us - when will we have sex though?”I blurted out. I was really wondering IF we would have sex.She wiped a dab of pre-cum from the tip of my cock and licked her lips. She called it “Hot” and I have to admit I hadn’t seen her do anything like that before. We had sex obviously but there was something so provocative about the. I told he... Your ass always looks good but it looks great naked... she smiled and laughed softly. as her hand went to my pants she held my cock as she massaged it through the pants. my hands moved up as i slide her sports bra up and off. her c cup breasts didnt fall they stayed firm and shaped.as she dropped my pants to the floor she went down. sucking my cock as it grew harderd and harder. she deepthroated my cock till my balls touched her chin then letting it out again slowly. i moaned from.