" I want to talk to you," she said quietly. "My husband did not exactly suggest I call you, but he did say you might be able to help. I mean, you've b...en around for a while, that's what he said, you were a man of some experience." Sure," I said, still a bit groggy, "anytime." I looked across the entrance hall at the mirror and shook my head at myself. Unshaven, what little hair I had going off in all directions and my pot belly showing atop my pajama pants, I was not proud of my appearance. I. After some persuasion from Mike he told me "I had to get back in the saddle straight away" and it would only get better. He reminded me how much he loved me and it would be much better next time. We started having sex again and I did start to enjoy it now, I even started growing some wispy red pubic hair! He taught me a few tricks about how to orgasm more easily and usually allowed me to cum before he penetrated me, he preferred it like that and I didn't question it - he certainly knew which. He now put more oil in my navel creating a reservoir of shining oil, he tapped over it as if playing with a puddle of water, he massaged and massaged, I paused it and sat on the sofa, I told him to go behind me and massage my breasts, he put on more oils and started it off again with more brutal force, he cupped my breast and pressed them hard, it pained so much but it was so pleasurable! His hands were rock solid! He pinched my nipples and he help them between his nails and pinched them hard,. I watched intently, staring as he unsnapped the remaining snaps and looked down at himself as he stepped out of his pants, leaving himself standing naked before me, his nice size cock starting to come to life before me.Jason looked up at me, his hands on his hips, proud of his performance. "But you're still wearing ..." he began as he looked up at me. Busy removing his own pants, he was unaware that I quickly dropped my own boxers briefs and now was also naked standing before him, my cock.