Her tight little thirty four B cup tits never need a bra and her nipples get hard when she is excited. As she played I started asking her to tell me a...bout fucking Tim. She said well this pasted Tuesday Tim called her at about ten AM and said he was playing hooky from work and wanted her to come over to fuck. I said did you go ? She said yes. I said well what did you do ? She said we fucked. I said tell me in detail what you did. She said he called and asked me to come over so I took a shower. *Encounter five...The next meeting was with a younger man, called Roy, about thirty years old. He invited to meet me first over a cup of coffee. We met in a mall and had a long talk. He was a software engineer, only his family knew that he was gay. Roy was a very gentle young man. He explained that he had been for a few years in a monogamous relationship with a steady partner, as he called it. But then his partner wanted sex with other men and they stopped having sex together. They still have. "Look Ma! I'm two feet longer than the goddamned couch." I saw her start to waver, quivering like a flame. No doubt Liz saw the look too. The only nights she and Dad had slept apart had been the ones surrounding our births. Liz had told me that before she got married Mom had given her the same advice as her mother had given her. Make your husband a very warm bed every night. "Very warm," I'd choked, "that's double 4-letter words." "Don't laugh," Liz had replied, "though it sounds simple and. I was enjoying you caressing my nipples and boobs through the slippery nylon when I felt you eredt penis pressing against my thigh. I was enjoying the boob play too much to interrupt you, and to be honest, I felt myself getting very wet. I caressed you back as you played with me, and you began to slowly thrust your hips against me. Your penis was sliding against the skin of my thigh, and I could feel its heat. I found myself wondering if you were able to ejaculate...and actually found that idea.