Truth is we barely knew each other. As I mentioned, I only used our dim connection at a local country club as a pretext for this dinner, one he gladly... embraced due to his lust for my wife. Just cocky enough to confess it to her boss, someone who wasn’t a member of the club, probably not the member of any club, wouldn’t likely ever be. But no doubt her boss also lusted her – who didn’t, with that shocking red hair, enticing freckles, compact but extremely shapely body and those eyes that somehow. Among the patrons was Mrs. Parsons, the woman who had been hustled out of the library the day after Christmas so that Lynn and I could have a little privacy. She appeared to remember me, and I gave her a small wave in response to a somewhat suspicious glare."Hi," I whispered to Lynn as I stepped up to her desk with the books."Hi," she said. "Shouldn't you be hurrying home?" Trying to get rid of me?" I asked in as offended a tone as I could manage."I joined a book club," she answered.That. Ooo he said, that feels nice. It feels warm inside you I said and nice too. Let’s try another position he said. He got off and went onto all fours in front of the dressing table mirror. Let’s see if I can see you putting it in he said. So I went up behind him with my little stiff cock and pushed it back into his ass. Move it in and out a bit he said – you have to do that to get it to spurt. So I moved it in and out of him a few times. It feels nice he said – what’s it like for you. Nice too I. The two talked for a bit and once they were ready, Eric and Michelle bid their kids and Penny a Goodnight. The two quickly disappeared into a cab which whisked them away into the night. As the cab drove down the streets they snuggled up to each other, relishing each others company without their usual distractions. Eric ran his fingers through his wifes hair admiring her beauty. While she wasnt as young as she once was, she was still just as beautiful. Her once youthful look had matured from a.