When she got back, I spread my legs and slid my but to the edge of the chair to make sure she had a clear view of my hard dick growing down my pants. ... She reached over, gave it a squeeze and said “I remember this.” I told her that her memories were of an old tired and married dick, but not the new and improved single monster. She laughed, reminded me that we were still married and made a comment that quickly sobered me up. She said “And your memories of are an old married pussy that had not. He gave her face a playful slap "Open up!" and she opened her mouth. He shoved his cock into her mouth as far as it would go and she instantly gagged on it. He pulled back and let her catch a breath then shoved back into her mouth again. This time she was more ready for it and it slid in easier. She still hadn't deep-throated him yet, but he face fucked her for a few moments. Then he pulled back out. "Now open that airhole - I want you to take all if it this time!" he said and he pushed his. This time the tip of Gerry's tongue met hers. They caressed and then Gerry's pressed forward and licked the inside of her lips. It withdrew and hers came forward to do the same. They pulled back simultaneously."Gerry?" Yes?" Did you enjoy that?" Very, very much." So did I: almost too much" What do you mean?" I ... I got all hot." Oh, Isobel, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." You didn't. It's just that I ... Gerry, I was losing self-control. I wanted to put my tongue right into your mouth. The outfit I had selected didn't match. The dress was too big. The slip fell below the hem of the dress. I hadn't used make-up or any jewelry to enhance my features. I also didn't use the knowledge I had learned as to how a woman walked or stood or gestured. The total effect was ridiculous. Even though the sensations brought about by the silky materials were definitely pleasurable, I still felt foolish. I did learn how the clothes "helped" enhance a woman's figure and since this was my initial.