But she was a grown-up. No matter how much of an asshole I was, she married that asshole with her eyes wide open. She looked at me and she told hundre...s of people and a man of God, "I do." She didn't know what I was underneath, of course. Underneath I was... I realized that what I was underneath was what I am now. That she had brought it out, not meaning to, but that's what had happened. That I liked what I had become, and I'd always had contempt for the person I'd been, same as everyone else,. I just could't get my cock to stir. I tried porn, erotic stories and even the daytime babe channels. But still, not a stir. I decided to bring the washing in and contemplate what to do to get my dick awake. Mid-way through the washing, I heard two faint voices coming from the other side of the fence. Having a friendly relationship with my neighbors I decided to take a look. It was my neighbor Jenny, chatting away to her son Adam. I'd always found Jenny unbelivably sexy, she was about 45, 5"10,. He sold luxury cars and he sold a lot of them. Funny thing though, all his customers always went for all the options and the extended warranty.He kept his house well stocked with four or five lovelies at all times. He never screwed with their minds much, just enough to make them devoted to him. When he tired of them, they would go on their way with fond memories of that crazy period in their lives when they lived in that wild house with that guy (what was his name?) and all those other. 5'8, 125 lbs. in my 20's; 5'8, 135 lbs., in my 30's. When I first became sexual in my teens perhaps due to peer pressure I thought I could really only 'hook up' with thin or maybe athletically built women. And that was just what I did. Nonetheless, I always harbored a lurking attraction to females with builds reminiscent of those Rubensesque females you see portrayed in classic art. Of course, in high school there were certainly plenty of girls with curves akin to this physique, but I never.