Emily knew he got a nice look down her blouse. "I'm just going to grab your dad's dinner tray," he said with a smile that showed off his perfect whit...e teeth. She took note of his strong forearms. Her phone beeped, it was an e-mail from Jonathan, her husband of fifteen years, who was in China on business. He was sending a good night message. She glanced at it as she ran her hands through her blonde hair with a wisp of grey. Even in her mid-forties though there wasn't much of it. "Thanks. "Well I don't know how you feel about this, but I would like to work 'him' pretty hard this week." she said, taking hold of the zipper to my shorts and pulling it down. With that they were on the floor and she was ripping her cloths off and flinging them in every direction. I think that was the answer she was looking for! Once again she straddled me but this time it was my face that was to get a good grinding, not that I cared, I had been waiting all morning for something like this and I. . so many questions. Firstly, I was standing nearby when you wrote your number down for one of those guys. I wanted so badly to talk to you, but didn’t want to be crass and interrupt. I saw what you wrote and memorised it. My apologies for prying, but I believe you won’t mind..” Caitlin interjected “What the hell…. Just who do you think you are? Copying down a woman’s number and calling her without invitation? You sound like an arrogant horse’s ass, just like my ex-husband!” The tone of the. I know other than me and her husband my cousin sister hasn’t fucked anyone else.So I told her that if the delivery guy is a young lad I dared her to fuck him instead of a tip for the food. She didn’t agree at first. But after a deep kiss from me, she finally agreed. I was upstairs waiting for the guy to come. She was wearing sexy red lingerie.She covered her sexy body with a bedsheet as she just came out of bed. I saw the guy opening the gate. He was a young guy almost my age and was looking.