Very few had the courage to get their fingers inside my panties…. It was at that time that I developed a thing for older guys… boys of my age were... too inexperienced…. And I was quite frustrated with doing only masturbation…I wanted to feel a hard cock inside my mouth…I wanted to perform fellatio so much….I wanted to give pleasure with my lips and tongue…Once I targeted guys a couple of years older than me…things started getting better – We went to various places of varying privacy… spent time. ‘Who are you?’ Asked Ned. ‘Yeah, what do you want?’ Said the one on the far left. ‘He wants a beating too!’ Said the one on the far right, as he chuckled to himself. ‘Why don’t you guys pick on someone your own size, like me?’ I asked them not even slowing down my stride. Ned stepped forward and said, ‘Oh, yeah! You are a dead man! Get him boys!’ I was in striking distance now as my right hand rolled into a fist. ‘Heavy Metal Thunder!’ I screamed and I swung as hard as I could connecting with. The tapes, he sold on the internet with the faces altered, were an added source of income but in reality, it was just to cause further embarrassment to the women. He often attended parties held by his patients and then sometime in the evening would arrange girl on girl orgies with his handheld. He enjoyed seeing the husbands being shocked by their wives actions. Of course, more often than not they seemed to enjoy the show. He also enjoyed inducing the most attractive married patient of his into. John is gone now, never to return.When we married, John promised before our family, friends and God that as long as I was his, he would love me and no other. He reinforced that promise every day by giving me a gentle kiss on my forehead as he got out of bed. During the week he had to wake up early because of his job and the long commute. He was out of the house long before my alarm went off. His waking before me carried into the weekend so every morning for over thirty five years he kissed me.