“Who’re you waitin’ on, son? As if I didn’t know.” He practically cackled. “It’s that Coulter girl, ain’t it? The middle one?”I nodd...ed. “Yessir.”“Don’t call me sir,” he said curtly. “I work for a livin’.”I stared at him for a moment, perplexed.“Call me Gunny,” he said.I nodded.“You’re waitin’ on the Coulter girl, ain’t ya?”I nodded again.“Nice girl. I’d go after her m’self, if I was your age!” He slapped his knee and laughed so hard he lapsed into a coughing fit.When he recovered, I smiled at. “Sorry, but you had that choice and gave it to me. Not that I won’t be giving you one later. Now, my sexy stud soon to be lover, get on your back on that bed.”Vince did as he was told, a smile on his face.Abby chimed in, “You look like you’ll enjoy what’s going to happen.”“Yes, but not as much as I enjoy it with you.”There are times it’s just so hard to be mad with you.“That was very nice to hear, now I’ll put that condom on you, the kind you wanted.”Lesha and Amy smiled, seeing the bumps on. ?Thefirst years were great,?inside and outside of bed. We had sex on a veryregular basis. Then our two daughters were born and somehow things wentdownhill, inside and outside of bed. Specially inside of the bed. It hasgotten so bad that in the last year or so we had maybe two or three timessex. This has been very frustrating for me feeling like chastity, justwithout a belt or device.Well, I released my frustrations visiting Internetsites reading excitingTG stories and watching x-rated movies.. I don’t know. However, I simply asked him, “Would you like to come to my room tonight?”His eyes grew huge. I could tell that I had shocked him since his mouth was moving without making a sound. I smiled, took his hand, grabbed my martini, and walked him out of the lounge and straight to my room.Opening the door to my room, I let him in first, afraid that he might back out if I didn’t. He was very nervous.I led him to the bed, and we sat on it together. I began to kiss him gently, not wanting to.