Almost an hour had passed since Rose had called so I put the kettle on in anticipation of her arrival after slipping on a pair of shorts. Rose arrived... and I gave her a peck on the cheek like I normally did and she asked what I'd been doing ? I told her I was just lying out in the garden catching some sun which she said sounded like a good idea so we both went outside to take a seat.When we got outside she asked if there was anyone else at the house which I thought was rather an odd question,. “Thank you, I am so happy that what I am doing is making you happy. Like you I could never imagine that I would be having sex with a young girl like you ever again, or with one as attractive. I have considered using a prostitute a few times but I couldn’t face that I don’t think.”“I am sure any woman would appreciate the way you do this, I can assure you, you are just as good as any of my younger guys and they are good believe me. I will say this now, and I didn’t believe I would half an hour. He could smell sex on him and said he wanted to get out of there and back to the hotel to shower. I remember the night he told me, and how it made me feel, I slapped his face and walked out on him that night and went to my daughters house, I never told her what had happened, but as I lay in her spare bed I felt so horny imagining my husband and his mates double ending some young tart and taking turns filling her with his cum, I ended up fingering myself to an almighty orgasm that night. I. ? He had laughed out loud whenshe had phoned him to tell him of the arrival of their daughter, laughed at thepretentiousness of the name they chose; Cassandra. In Andrew?s world there was nopretence.? He was a down-to-earth bloke,living in the real world.? No high flyingfor him.? He worked hard, bloodyhard.? It had taken him years to build uphis haulage business to the point where it was a success which gave him acomfortable, but not lavish, life.? Hiswife Susan and two children, Michael and.