Then she said, also in a very casual tone of voice, "I'm ready for that commitment now."We were married six weeks later and Brad was my best man. Thir...ty happy years and four grown kids later, Becky and I were still married and Brad was still my best friend and then, as they say "Shit happened!"It all started on Becky's fiftieth birthday. For some reason that I could never understand becoming fifty depressed the hell out of her. It made no sense to me. She was still sexy and desirable, looked. Even if she didn't follow through on what she'd said the fact that she had said it was not going to go away.The Gulf War had given me another problem besides my bad leg. It had given me some form of erectile dysfunction that the doctors just couldn't seem to nail down. They could find no physical reason for the problem so they were assuming that it was mental, but so far the head doctors hadn't found anything either. From the way they talked I got the impression that I was the only known case. I gave them 15 minutes, wondering what the hell was going on, I opened the door and Jeff was kissing my wife while she was slowing pulling his cock, both of them naked as the day they were born. Get your clothes off baby and join us, as I was getting undressed my wife gave me that look, the look to say it's going to happen now, like it or not. She slid down the bed and took Jeffs cock in her mouth, he groaned, she looked up and him and took his balls into her mouth. What was I seeing, why was I. It has been millennia since any human has addressed me so politely."I smiled in response to that and then looked around me once more. Dork was still holding the woman in his grip and while the woman had stopped struggling I could tell that she wasn't very happy. I could also see that the other prisoners were looking very baffled by my interaction with the computer. Being the smart guy that I was, I got the distinct idea that none of them had expected it to happen."Tell me computer," I said.