She must have been dozing off because she stirred abruptly as she heard what sounded like the high wooden pool gate open. At first she seemed confused... by the sound but then she looked into the corner of the quiet, seclude yard and saw a man come through the gate with a tool box. He closed and latched it behind him and walked over to the pool house and opened the door where the filter system was located. Tammy was startled by his presence but suddenly realized that Tony had called the pool. I cataloged the coeds I'd met. None were mystery girl's size and shape if my fingers weren't lying. I shook my head trying to concentrate on my current sex partner, not the previous aborted sessions. I lifted my hips but my dick didn't penetrate any further. I was caught in a vice grip. This young lady was scared. Of me? Of my penis? Maybe this was her first sex. God, a virgin for my birthday? I needed to console her, assure her. "We can take it slow if you want. If you're not ready." I've been. I tell you these things not to justify my behavior, but so you can understand the state of mind I was in. Did I really want to look back at seventy and say of my life that I had worked very hard and that my children and husband seemed pretty happy? What about me?I knew I had a problem, but how to solve it? I could ease off at work to make more time for whatever else I wanted to do. But I was ambitious and couldn't accept stalling at this level. I couldn't cut back much more on the relationship. They were quickly engaged in conversation and I could not help but notice where he was looking.....right at my wife's legs and feet. I watched her and she was oblivious to his staring. At one point he actually placed his hand on her thigh and she did not push him away. Apparently she did not see it as a problem. She was pretty lit by this point but still. I could not help but feel aroused that someone else was making advances on my wife's legs. I wondered what was up but my question got.