I knew I should have ducked into my bedroom before she saw me. But I just stood there staring, stupidly taking it all in.As I gawked at her beautiful ...body, what struck me the most was her skin. So fair and smooth, unblemished by clothes, as my eyes traced her lovely shoulders and the sides of her breasts, down to the small of her shapely, feminine back, her smooth hips and ass cheeks blending into her slightly muscled thighs, her calves, her thin, stretched toes. I glanced to the mirror,. "But you've waited too long. My husband and kids will be back any minute. Are you ready to go back?"I damned my timing. I'd never screwed a married woman, and I wasn't sure that was I club I wanted to join either."My loss, I'm sure," I told her.She joked about my no-kisses policy on the way home."I'll show you where I wanted to be kissed," she said with a leer as she slid her shorts to the side. "Here's my cell number. If you get lonely this week, give Britta a call. We'll work something. ”Jan pretended to look shocked, then laughed, “That's pretty good. I'm actually 58. So, I'll settle for looking younger.”Dan feigned shock, “Wow!” he said. “You look fantastic, Jan. You look great. There is no way you look 58, wow.”Jan soaked up the compliments. “So, how old are you Dan? I'm guessing not much more than 23 or 24?” she quizzed.“I'm actually 22.” Dan said, smiling again.Jan laughed, “God,” she said. “I've got three c***dren older than you. Your making me feel old. Perhaps I. You have no official training that can save them, in a court of law. They would be crucified," Lord A.S. told me."I know. It's just a big game though. A lot of people are never given a chance or the pay for a job they could do because they don't have half the alphabet soup behind their name. Take the hardware store I worked at. I have watched them, and I could run that place myself, but I was never promoted to a supervisory position. I have watched kids come in and I taught them, for Christ's.