Red, his wife Deb and I have known each other foryears. We are in our late fifties and early sixties.About 5 years ago Red approached me asking if I w...ouldconsider having a threesome with him and Deb. I was pleasantly shocked at the question, but readilyagreed because I had had the hots for Deb since we hadfirst met in our early thirties. I was married when wemet and the four of us got together socially quiteoften over the next two decades, but there was neverany thing sexual about our. "Fine with me!" We walked over to my Ford and I clicked open the doors and the woman and her daughter slipped in the backseat behind me tossing in a gym bag that I hadn't noticed before. I looked backward and I'm sure she could see the confusion on my face."We prefer to be back here ... just incase you have something else on your mind other than cleaning your house."I nodded — I understood."Hey mister, are you rich or something?"It was the girl. "No, not by a long shot ... what made you ask. "A card? You can get in touch with her at that place, can't you?" Sure. Of course," Sammy said. "Are you going to see her again." She going to call me," he said. "She lost her cell and has to get a newone. She thinks she's going to go full time someplace. With you bothdoing the same thing you'll probably run into her. Or when she calls memaybe we'll double-date or something." Maybe," Sammy said."And hey, I probably shouldn't have told you about, you know, the sexstuff and everything. Not if I'm. We both saw his cock slowly starting to lengthen as his hands ran across my body.Brit tried not to be noticeable, but I did see her hand go between her legs and let her finger linger there just long enough to get it wet with her juices. I guess she had to do something since Gavin was concentrating on me. I did not blame her.Slowly, Gavin ran his hands up closer to my firm breasts. I felt his fingertips at the base of each one, teasing my skin there, contemplating moving over them. His finger.