"I switched the intercom off and turned to see Mary Marshall coming in through the door, a big smile on her beautiful face,"Good afternoon Mrs. Marsha...ll" I smiled, "What can I do for you this afternoon?"She smiled and sat down crossing her long, nylon clad legs,"I think I have a small problem doctor." Well that's what I'm here for." It's er, down there." Tell me" I sat back and hoped my erection wouldn't be too obvious,"It might be better if I show you." Very well."My prick jerked as she stood. I just found the courage and told her that she is one of the most beautiful ladies I have seen around me. I also asked her that how come she never married. She seemed a little offended by this question but she just smiled at me and said that’s how life is. I had locked the main door of my house. She was sitting on my bed. I got the check and handed it over to her. I touched her hand and caressed her fingers. She looked a little surprised. I sat very close to her now and was constantly looking. Long interesting conversations about the obscene selection of regular things like body soap.Returning home, we find a place for everything before starting our cleaning routine. We are always equals in housework, so you take dishes this week, I’ll take laundry. Although, nothing can stop us from interrupting each other. I come up behind you doing dishes, quickly and sneakily splashing you with the warm soapy water. You return the favor and spray me with the hose.You come into the bedroom after I. Ican't stop my hands. Don't want to stop them! I want to... A man comesover... and tells me... threatening movements are not... especially ona holiday. Grimacing... I say I'm sorry, and glaring at her one lasttime I make my way out.As I pass the door... tears run down. I thought I knew pain, andloneliness before. I knew nothing. She's got a knife in my heart... howcould she do this to me? We were so close. I depended on her... I...Sobbing still I get a cab and drive home. Maybe I'll get lucky.