I undid my belt and slipped down my pants and underwear. My formerly beautiful and proud cock now never grew to more than four inches. I turned red wi...h embarrassment as she stood from her chair and crossed to me. I was a deer in headlights, unable to move or speak.Her warm lips touched mine, and her breasts lightly made contact with my exposed chest. Her tits against my nipples felt nice in a way I couldn't begin to explain. She kissed me again, and now took my limp penis into her warm hand.. That failed and by 40 I got depressed. Dr's told me to find something to occupy my time. I took a job as a dispatcher at the police department. Work might night to eight and this is this shift my husband works. Worked with a man who I find exciting and sexually desirable. I giggle like a school girl when he was around. I finally told him he was an amazing man. Being six feet six she fills the door when he walks in. His pretty blue eyes and his broad shoulders just got me going. We flirted when. Julie said ‘who’s next. I was just about to volunteer when Mel, one of the others shuffled over and took hold of the cock. She started moving her hand and immediately a voice said, gently, that hurt. Julie moved over and had to show her how it was done, and before long Mel had got the hang of it and the cock started growing like the last one. Then it was decision time. Would Mel follow Julie’s example and put it in her mouth. She bent down, hesitated for a few seconds and then let go and moved. He took it from its frame, closed his eyes, and after many seconds, he took a breath and tore it in half. And then again, and then again. He tore the smaller picture up without looking at it. He looked through all the other things that the box held: the calendar where he had marked their first meetings with little hearts; a journal he had written for her, but which she had never read; a sheaf of love poems he had written, which she had. Her fishnet body stocking. A card she gave him, ticket.