Oki cyaMai tabhi vahi chupa aur wai8 karne laga ke vo aaye aur mai oose dekhu… Tabhi vo aayi aur meri aankhe fati ki fati reh gayi oose dekhakar vo ...ur kaoi nahi thi ..Vo saroj (ji?) thi. Ek marathi 40 age aurat ye sab me hai .. Muje yakin nahi horaha tha.. Achi salary thi iska matlab money problem ki vajase ye majburi me kar rahi hai yeto nahi ho sakta. Par mai to khush bhi tha ki mere bajume ek sexy paid sex karne wali baithati hai.Ab maine sochliya ki muje bhi saroj ke sath sex karna hai….. Our new train was a relatively modern corridor and compartment one; Julie and I were easily able to find an empty compartment so we could sit on the dusty bench seat with its striped British Rail fabric, our legs and hips touching, and hold hands as we talked.We had a long kiss as the train slowly rattled off through a dingy tunnel towards Nuneaton, and for a moment I wished that we were on some of the old Southern Region commuter rolling stock, where there was no corridor and you were. I pulled my wrist away from his slackened grip and walked to my teammates. Gale had brought some attention towards us, and I tried to act normal by chatting with Brianna. >,<,>,<,>,<,>,<, After each team cheer and the National Anthem, I started out with the 200 IM Medley with my teammates Brianna, Josie, and Lizzie. It was a race where we would each swim a 50(two lengths of the pool). Lizzie would be doing backstroke, Brianna, butterfly, me, breaststroke, and Josie, freestyle.. That’s when I began to realize that Dorothy and I really had a life together. Maybe not the best, surely not the worst, but we were companions. Every night now I would go home to an empty apartment. Sit there and either go on the computer or watch TV. For the first few months it was okay, but now it was becoming very boring. Here I was in my fifties, sitting home alone. I tried dating a few women but they just seemed lonely like me. With most of them there was sex. I guess I was still a pussy.