Ever. Well, maybe until now. If you want to do this with me.’ ‘Well, Ryan, there’s certainly no guarantee that I could ever hold a candle to you... first lover. How long were you two together?’ ‘Really, up until I met the, now former, fiancee.’ This young man did seem really nice, not a hot lover type but, well, I was interested. I was hoping that I was not ruining the upholstery I was sitting on, that was the extent of my interest. Pretty wet. ‘So, Brian told me about what you two were thinking. ” Your voice is low, sensual and tinged with the beginnings of anticipation. My arms are still wrapped around your waist, and I begin to rub the soap on your chest in a slow circular motion, moving slowly down to your stomach. “You were a big help today. I would still be painting the walls if you hadn‘t offered to chip in so I could it done quickly. Because you have been so helpful, I'm going to make sure every single inch of you is nice and clean.” “Every inch, huh?” “Every single inch,” I. She stood again, pushed me firmly toward the bed and somehow we rolled onto it and under the duvet (‘It always feels naughtier in rather than on a bed, don’t’ you think, Imo?’) I couldn’t say. I didn’t feel naughty, just totally aroused and wanted more of her. I buried my face between her breasts and licked her. I sucked, squeezed and nibbled her nipples. Her hands were in my hair and she urged me on and down until I was between her thighs. I lavished attention on her, curling my tongue through. And I in my new male bodywas jealous!I met a few people who I knew when I was 62, I stuck to the story that Iwas here to look after old Tony's affairs until the house etc was soldeveryone seemed to buy this and treat me as a normal guy.I went through the back to wait for Chrissie and check on the supperabout half an hour later Chrissie came through god she still looked likea dream.I asked if she was hungry, she looked at me with undisguised lust andwhispered "only for you" I went to her and she.