" Would it be all right if we made love one more time. I'd like that." I'd like it too, but it wouldn't be fair. I should be with Joyce tonight. She's... still upset from dinner, and she'll be disappointed about this as well. I really need to be with her."Shirley got off my bed and started getting dressed. I put my shoes and socks back on and looked around for my shirt. I had left it in the bathroom, so when I found it, I washed my face and brushed my teeth before putting it back on. Shirley came. Her gynaecologist had told her she would need time to physically heal and that the tightness and discomfort might withold sexual sensation for some time but that she would feel excitement again. Her sexual excitement had grown in her twenties and she had passed from virginity to eagerness and willingness to allow him to touch and enter her. He had been gentle,considerate,responsive to her wish for power and then easing off to prolong her pleasure. He had been gentle in asking her to take him in. I was so nervous about all this that I ended up arriving much earlier at work. To my surprise, he was already there. There was no one around, so I approached him and we hugged. To my surprise, it was not strange or embarrassing. It was good and right. None of us brought up the affair during work, but I knew it was something we couldn’t ignore. This conversation should happen.After working hours, I went to him and asked if we could talk. He said yes and asked me to go to a coffee shop nearby.. I love her nipples, my eyes always go to them. She pushed me off of her, onto my back so that she could rise and look at me from above. My left hand still held her breast, encompassed the entire fleshy curve of it. The look Vida gave me was measuring, it felt like somewhere between ‘I wonder if you are good to eat and I wonder if you would be fun to play with.’“I’m no ape.” I said, still breathing deeply. Vida laughed at me with her eyes then brought her warm soft lips to mine where she stayed.