“What did I do?” I smiled, holding the breakfast tray in my hands. “Don’t worry,” I remarked, “You won’t be pregnant.” “You are not ...funny,” Holly replied. I sat the tray on her outstretched legs and disappeared back to the kitchen for mine. I plopped down on the bed next to her and smiled. She looked at me, but didn’t say anything. “Don’t worry,” I remarked, “We didn’t do anything. I promise, but I have to admit, you kick like a mule.” Holly apologized, “I got wasted. I’m sorry.” I didn’t say. She told myself and Catherine to get to bed and get out of her sight finishing of her drink. I sprung up clutching my shorts to my body and sprinted to my room throwing myself onto my bed and under the sheets. A minute or so later I heard the bathroom door close as Catherine used the toilet before jumping onto the bed beside me. ‘what the hell happened back there’ she asked. ‘I’ve never seen Auntie so d***k’ I laughed as quietly as I could and told her I hoped she got d***k every night if. And that was one of my biggest regrets, but they did afford me a couple of the best fucks that I'd ever experienced during my somewhat boring life of 60 years.The first slip-up involved Erin. I was 40 years old at the time, and just a little fragile after my wife of 20 years divorced me.Erin was 25 years old, a short-haired brunette, 5ft 6ins tall, very slim with small cupcake sized breasts. She was attractive in a librarian type of way with large dark-rimmed glasses. She wore high-heels. I felt her pussy getting swollen and she was saying yes baby! Faster faster! Am cuming! I’m cuming and within 8 to 10 seconds she came and I told her to lie down on the table.I started kissing her again and after few seconds she said now I want you to fuck my pussy and make me cum again.” I took my dick and was rubbing it on her pussy. She was pleading me to go in her and was saying please go in! Don’t do this! I’m begging in front of you! Please! So after a few seconds of flirting and teasing.