One step closer to death, and what did he have to show for it. Sure, his kids loved him. Everyone did. He was rich. Everyone loves rich people. When y...ou’re rich you can do what you want. Who’s going to stop you? No one, that’s who.These thoughts turned over and over in Donald’s head. He hated feeling older, he hated having a wife that kept getting older. He hated it! He wanted someone who could keep him happy and be young. He needed a younger piece of ass. One without the sag. A pussy that was. "Good luck with whichever crazy thing you try," she said, releasing me and stepping back. "I won't try to control you, and from now on, I'll support you no matter how demented it is." Uh, thanks?" I asked, unsure exactly what kind of response she was expecting."Is there anything I can do to help? Besides calling the paramedics if it all goes south, that is," she replied with a playful smile."Well, if anyone asks, just play the whole thing down," I suggested as I opened my door to unlock hers,. We’ve got several rooms to go. The only furniture that he wasn’t renting was for his entertainment room.”“So, are you going shopping tomorrow?”“I’m not sure. The new bedroom furniture’s arriving between one and three so we thought that we would take apart his old bed and hang the pictures that we bought.”“Can’t he do that himself?”“Well, he’d probably hang them upside down and I already offered to help.” She looked up at me. “You’re ok with this aren’t you?”“No, I’m not,” I thought to myself,. ... good to know.We met up in the woods at our secret place. Mick was sitting on a blanket he had brought along. I had a small backpack with me. Carrying the lubricant I had stolen and some spare clothes. In case it got messy. I didn't want to go home with cum on my shirt. "So, what shall we do?" Mick asked after I sat down next to him. "Whatever you want, Mick. You can fuck me if you still want to" I told him, secretly hoping he hadn't changed his mind."Oh yeah, Ben, I definitely want to." he.