Samantha Janson woke up with a smile on her face. She was happy, and why wouldn't she be? She was had everything a women could ever ask for. She had a loving husband of ten years; a husband who was not too bad on the eyes and even better in the sack. Yet secretly Samantha's favorite part of her husband was his wallet. It would be unfair to call her a gold-digger, she was more of an opportunist. Eleven years ago as a single mother of two she met a nice man who bought her nice things. Even if it wasn't love at first site she certainly loved Dan after she quit her job to become a "full time homemaker" not even a full three months after they were wed. Dan never said a word about the money she spent, and never once checked up on her either. His only request was a very flimsy pre-nup that could only really be enforced through some kind of horrible act on her part. That was enough to alienate her parents, the relationship already strained from the two unplanned, unwed pregnancies that produced her greatest accomplishments, her kids!
She had wonderful (now fully grown) children who were the apple of her eye. They weren't perfect, but what kid raised in this kind of money are?! So her twenty year old son Matt has had a couple underages, mistakes happen. And it certainly wasn't a proud moment the night her twenty two year old daughter Autumn showed up home drunk and topless barley remembering her own name afew weeks back but all kids that age experiment! The kids went to the local college, avoided drugs and got along great with the Dan, In fact, Autumn had grown closer to him in the last five years than she ever would have imagined and The fact was Samatha Janson was pretty damn content with the path her life was on, until that is about 6 hours later...
Samatha pulled up to the house around 4 o'clock in the afternoon after a tiring day of shopping. She had picked out a new silk nighty that she planned on surprising Dan with later. You see there is this new Mercedes coming out that she was really hoping she could screw her way into. She got out of the car and immediately changed into her bathing suit. She stared at herself in her full length mirror, not ashamed to admit how proud she was of the body she maintained at forty four years old. Her breasts were on the small size and she knew that had a lot to do with it. There isn't a lot of sagging that's going to occur with 32 B cup tits. But thanks to the magic of Victoria's Secret her underdeveloped cleavage never really stuck out, and what she lacked up top she more than amply made up for down below.
Whether it was her perfectly shaped apple bottom ass or her surprisingly tight pussy, kept clean shaven except for an ever present (and changing) design of pubic hair, she was a bombshell. Right now it was the shape of a heart that adorned her crotch, another present for Dan (she really wanted that car). She headed out to the back yard in her Two piece (and two cup size enhancing) bathing suit to do some tanning by the pool. She had to double take when she opened the door and looked out back.
"Ohh hi Sammie" said a completely naked Autumn sitting indian style on a lounge chair between the spread legs of Dan, who was at least wearing a tight pair of swimming trunks.
"What the fuck is going on here!" Samantha yelled as she stormed over to her nubile daughter.
"Relax Sammie Daddy is going to explain everything" she said calm as can be.
