I couldn’t imagine how we’d pay for it, but Simon, as usual, had a plan. He would finance the house and we would pay the mortgage to him. And sinc...e he intended to live there with us, he would pay us rent. Brenda and I would have our dream home while we were young enough to enjoy it. Simon figured a way to manage the cash flow so we’d all benefit. He couldn’t wait until we had kids so he could be an “uncle.” The deal was closed.We moved into the house and began furnishing it. We each had private. I clutched the towel around me and looked over the balcony to see Dad still in his easy chair with the TV on. His head was to the side, resting on the head cushion, a drink still clutched in his hand, snoring lightly. I stole down the stairs into the living room, watching him closely as I stepped up to the bottom of his chair. I stood for several minutes gazing at him lovingly. I had not really ever done this before, noting his facial features, slight lines at his eyes, his high cheekbones and. Once that is done, the doctor will receive you.”She hands me a clipboard with several forms attached. I look at the forms and they are the usual forms most doctors use. Health conditions, medications, past medical history, work history all are very vanilla until I get to the last form. This one is entitled Sexual History. There is a statement saying that all answers will be confidential as per doctor-patient privilege. As I go through the questions I feel myself blush. When did I lose my. ” I said. “How was she?” “Excuse me?” “How was she? My wife? Was she a good fuck? You are the first man I am actually talking to who has fucked my wife. Well, about fucking my wife anyway.” “Sir….please…..” he said hesitantly. “Just answer me, dammit!” I yelled. “She is…well, god has made her just for fucking men, Sir. She is a natural. And very talented. Does things with her mouth and cunt that I never thought possible. And her stamina…… that night I was…. probably the 20th man she was with..