ryeandginger69
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1- My third wife (now ex-) Gladys was monitoring an intern at work. Bob was 21, half her age, and a college student on a summer posting. They seemed to get along, and she asked if we could host him for a weekend.
Why not, was my response. She brought him home on Friday afternoon, mid-summer. He was large and nerdish, though oddly self-confident. Saturday we boated out on the lake with a picnic lunch to a secluded beach, and it seemed we all agreed no bathing suits were needed. We frolicked naked in the shallow clear water in the heat of an August sun, and one time I stayed in the water as Gladys and Bob returned to the beach hand in hand. When I headed back to the sand, I saw that Bob was on his back and Gladys was covering him with sand, paying most of her two-handed attention to his full erection.
The swimming quickly terminated after that, and we dressed for the boat trip home. Reaching the house, Gladys disappeared into our bedroom while Bob and I lounged on the living room couch. A few minutes later she entered the living room, clad, to my pleased astonishment, only in a short-waisted soft blue corduroy long sleeved shirt, completely bare from the waist down, her glistening full, curly black bush telling an exciting story, and sat down between Bob and me. It dawned on me that Gladys, Bob and I were going to be sucking and fucking the rest of the weekend - and we did!
Why not, was my response. She brought him home on Friday afternoon, mid-summer. He was large and nerdish, though oddly self-confident. Saturday we boated out on the lake with a picnic lunch to a secluded beach, and it seemed we all agreed no bathing suits were needed. We frolicked naked in the shallow clear water in the heat of an August sun, and one time I stayed in the water as Gladys and Bob returned to the beach hand in hand. When I headed back to the sand, I saw that Bob was on his back and Gladys was covering him with sand, paying most of her two-handed attention to his full erection.
The swimming quickly terminated after that, and we dressed for the boat trip home. Reaching the house, Gladys disappeared into our bedroom while Bob and I lounged on the living room couch. A few minutes later she entered the living room, clad, to my pleased astonishment, only in a short-waisted soft blue corduroy long sleeved shirt, completely bare from the waist down, her glistening full, curly black bush telling an exciting story, and sat down between Bob and me. It dawned on me that Gladys, Bob and I were going to be sucking and fucking the rest of the weekend - and we did!