" It was a bluff that I hoped was true; I also hoped that it wouldn't make matters worse if it wasn't."Is that so?" she asked coyly. "Well, I suppose ...it doesn't matter what you believe; human curiosity being what it is, you'll show whether or not I tell you otherwise." I could picture her shrugging her muscled shoulders as she sighed. "Well, on to Act 2. You remember that old opera house down the road, don't you?" Yes, I know the way." Good. I'll be waiting."I hung up and ran upstairs, checking. We shared saucy messages and pics. It was fortunate that they lived nearby, as I had told them in no uncertain terms, that I wanted them both. My hungry eyes behind my shiny stocking mask longed for their hard mature cocks in their tights, in my mouth and, naturally, up my arsehole. The fact that they had wives only deepened the thrill. Indeed the thrill of cheating is even more intense and tender when dressed for the occasion. Len was a retired barrister and Pat was a building labourer. Both. We headed for the town near where I lived, as it was convenient to shop there since they had almost every kind of store ... now that the town had grown during the last ten years or so.Arriving at the shopping center where I usually shopped, I pulled the car into a parking space near the cart return at the big box store which was where I often parked. It was some distance from the store, but it was usually easy to find a parking space there unlike closer areas. I was just exiting the car, when. Come on in you know better Mom admonished you dont have to knock.Oh I know but thought you might still be getting dressed or something didnt want to catch this young one with his pants down.She teased me and pinched my cheek.Mrs Stevens was wearing a summer dress and sandals she was about 5 ft 6 and 185 lbs.Nice sized boobs and a big caboose.I dreamt of having my face tucked between those cheeks many a time.And since I found brown streaks in her pantys that time every single pair.I knew her.