You sit me on your lap, taking advantage of the fact that I followed your instruction to not wear any panties tonight - your cock disappearing straigh... up my sodden cunt and deep inside me. I lean back against you and you unbutton my blouse, exposing my tits to the world. A few guys have moved over to in front of where we are sitting (or should I say fucking) and they are all facing us and beginning to wank off at the sight of me impaled on you, my tits jiggling as I fuck you. You are grasping. I felt a coldness run through my body."I really don't care, Eric, it makes no difference to me at all. I don't want anyone else, regardless of their age," I told him, trying to hold back my emotions. "I only want you, just you."I really didn't like this whole subject now that he'd raised it. I saw in him a man who had matured, left all the selfishness behind that I sometimes saw in men my age. He was caring, strong, gentle and loving. I loved his intellect and humor, his knowledge, not just. My condition left her baffled as to how I had healed so quickly. Telling the doctor that I had no idea as to why I was healing so fast only brought attention to me from Brodie and my sisters who up until that point had failed to notice that I was healing quickly.When the four of us sat down to dinner that night my sisters had a new target for their wrath as they gave me the silent treatment after they overheard what was said in the doctor's office. I knew they wanted to ask me what was going on. It is possible someone has but I have yet to spot it when I look.Last week, for the first time, I saw a construction worker notice my naked wife and just stare at the window. He sort of looked around then leaned over the railing and looked right into the window. He would get nervous and do a little walk around, but then come back and look again. All this time I knew that my wife was right (as in RIGHT) in front of a floor-to-ceiling window bending over and putting lotion on her legs and ass. I.