On school days, she was only in for an hour, then back again, after school.About eighteen months after we moved to Allentown, Betty died with a brain ...aneurism. Hallie sat with me for hours in the funeral home, holding my hand. My wife and I had been married for thirty-six years. It was hard.Fast forward five years…Hallie had completed her associate’s degree at Wheeler State, a junior college, about fifteen miles from Allentown, next to an army post. She had met a captain, thirty-four years old,. " Yes?" Probably, well, a few weeks ago." Weeks? Well. This is now interesting. What happened?" I was at the college gym, or I had finished there, I don't have much of a workout, but I'd finished. It was nearly closing time, only one other guy there, we'd been following each other on each piece of equipment. I think he finished first." How old was he?" older. Older than me. By, I don't know, five, six years." Yes." I went into the changing rooms, and I don't normally shower, I only live ten. My hand first moved up from her back where I could feel the bra strap underneath the fabric of her shirt to the back of her head and I pulled her lips firmly against mine as we both kissed passionately and Janet began to moan in lusty response to my kisses. Then, I pushed my groin tighter against her so she could feel my hardon in my pants. I loved the sexy feel of Janet's pussy mound against my hardon and I knew it wouldn't be long before this big cock of mine would be sliding in and out of. I had fantasized about him constantly since becoming aware of the opposite sex. He was all male. His black hair, always perfect, made his gray-blue eyes pop. His body was sculpted for pleasure, his muscles perfectly defined without being just bulk. He also had perfect facial hair. He had a beard that could put even a fully grown man to shame, and the best part was he was the perfect height of five-foot nine-inches, all the easier for me to kiss him. While I often found myself fantasizing about.