Alice led her husband down the hall passing Georgia's room just as Aimee seemed to hit the brink of orgasm. Bill felt his cock filling up, feeling guilty at the same time, which didn't damper his cock.
Alice opened their bedroom door, just next to Georgia's room and entered ahead of her husband. "Leave the door open, love." Alice said, letting go of Bill's hand to take her robe off, dropping it to the floor in a puddle.
"I love you..." Bill said taking in his wife's curvy feature. His wife, he believed was just as beautiful now as when she was the star of their college track and field team. She may not be in the same shape, being rounder and softer. She had been blessed and cursed. Cursed because she never was able to lose the baby fat Georgia and her older brother Abraham had given her, but blessed with it going to 'all the right places'. Mind you it had taken nearly a decade to get through to her. And she still fought to keep from getting bigger, though that's for health reasons as diabetes runs in her family.
Bill, himself a distance runner in college, wasn't exactly in peak condition, but he felt it lent an air of Authority to have a bit of paunch. He still did a bit of biking, but it had been five years since he did the lake course in less than three hours, and last year he had trouble breaking three and a half. Kathryn, an English teacher at the school where he was the head of the History Department, said he looked cuddly now.
Alice smiled, "I know." Alice replied, repeating one of the best lines in Movie history. "Now get over here and let's show Georgia how it's really done."
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