Mr. Anwar had married late and his wife was almost 15 years younger to him, she was about my age.After a month or so after Anwar’s funeral, I met Sa...lma, Anwar’s young wife when she called me to her house to go through personal items in his desk, I greeted her and tired to help her make sense of the papers that she found in her late husband’s desk. We chatted a little bit, but she seemed lost and lonely. I offered her a cup of coffee. Since I had visited their house many times I knew the layout. Her arm came under mine and her breasts pushed against my back, her belly and legs pressed against me. I knew it was only a matter of time so I unbuttoned my foreflap and let my hot and angry member out. She found it almost immediately and her trembling hand closed around it."Please," she said, stroking me repeatedly from beet-shaped head to furry root. "Please."I rolled over to face her and she lifted her leg over mine. She inhaled loudly as I slid the rigid pole into her and then shook over. Compared with the other guys she'd balled he was pure stud: at least in the high school category."Come on boy," she urged, "fuck me again; I want your cock all the way in, all the way!" I can't wait any longer either; this is it, the big one."The boy rammed his stem inside of Veronica, so hard and fast and sudden, that she opened her mouth wide, closed her eyes and cried out, "Oohh! Yes, all the way."--at least that's how Veronica wanted to imagine it.Veronica kept her fantasy going, picturing. I would see to it that Mandy had the happy loving home Mort never did.We were still going through a period of adjustment as we both got used to our new situation, but I hoped in time things would settle down, and Mandy could put the past behind her and work out who she was now.A good first step was getting Mandy back in school. She had missed a few months of schooling, and I didn't want this incident to hold her back. It was important she got a good education.Mrs Thomas, the friendly yet.