It seems just yesterday that I was young, just married and embarking on my new life with my mate. Yet in a way, it seems like eons ago, and I wonder w...here all the years went. I know that I lived them all. I have glimpses of how it was back then and of all my hopes and dreams.But, here it is ... the back nine of my life and it catches me by surprise ... How did I get here so fast? Where did the years go and where did my youth go?I remember well seeing older people through the years and thinking. She would take it out long enough for me to breathe and cough up saliva. She would watch me wretch and would try to get her hands to my panties and when I would push her had away, she would press my face onto her shaft again. I would be almost willing to endure the embarrassment than to continue letting her express her vengeance on me. She would finally tire of this game and would push me off of her. I would try to curl up in a ball from humiliation from what had just happened and from fear. "His wife is older than that, but the kids are all under 10. He's been showing their pictures to us." Yep, my sister was four sheets to the wind.I recalled Ralph, a bluff, pleasant man with a petite and always-happy wife and three cute kids, the eldest about 10 years old. We were members of the same non-landed club. I honestly had no clue what he'd done for a living, nor did I have the slightest hint that my sister worked for his company."Apparently he saw that damned magazine you loaned me,. In answer, Ned reached up my dress and tugged on my thong, sliding it to my knees. Then I turned my head to stare at him, feeling stunned."What do you think you are doing… just leave me alone…”But Ned calmly rolled my skirt up, tucking it under my belt. His hands retraced their path downwards, running over my bare bottom and gliding between my thighs to stroke my bare shaven mound."Are you crazy?" I whispered close to him… let me go at once!".But Ned`s fingers continued to stroke between my.