I didn’t feel I was worthy of anyone, really. But you were different. Yes, you had your issues, but we all did. The bottom line was that you cared a...bout me in ways that nobody else did. And that’s why I pushed you away. I was afraid if you ever heard the truth, you’d hate me. And I just couldn’t take it.“But then I discovered that you had a tremendous capacity for love and ability to look past the bad things that happened in people’s lives, and even the bad things they did. Sadly, I didn’t. ” “Well invite them to the party,” the woman called back. The man looked down at us, his eyes falling on the wet patch on my wife’s panties and my stiff cock. He looked at me and smiled. “You don’t want to waste that do you,” he said pointing to my cock, “and it looks like your lady is ready for a good fuck, judging by the state of her.” I looked at my wife, not knowing exactly what to do. We had involved a third person in our relationship several times before, but they had always been other. “Instead of the great romance we both think we want, we got two old friends so smashed they started making out. And while it was a helluva lot of fun, at least for me, that probably doesn’t qualify as a great romance.” “So what do we have?” “We like each other. That’s what we have. At least, it’s what I have. Because, in my own weird way, I do love you, Amanda Nicole Marshall. You’re very special to me, maybe even more now that we’ve kissed. And that feeling, that, whatever, it’s something. She told me, As it happens I'm retiring tomorrow, I'm retiring with my husband he's a photographer and were going to spend some time together and travel. I've done this journey for 35 years and just thought id let you know that you’ll have to find another pair of ladies legs to focus your attention on, with this she sort of gave me a look of apology, i thought it would be the decent thing to tell you in case you thought i died". With this she let out a girly giggle that was very cute.I told her.