She was a brunette with 34c breasts and size 4 feet. At the time me and my cousin Sophie were really close, we use to hang around together, play vide... games, just your general stuff. It was the day of our grandads funeral where it all started. After the funeral we went round to our other uncles house where there was a party to celebrate his life and seen as I was driving my brother and mum home I weren't drinking any alcohol, so as the party starts going to full motion my cousin had a little. He was wearing a blue button down shirt and black pants, very professional looking, but she could tell him quite muscular. His shoulders were broad and his shirt was just getting taut at the biceps. He selected the seat across from her. She hadn't noticed how many people had arrived and how the lounge car was buzzing with people and conversation. He ordered a refill of her wine and ordered himself a scotch. Their conversation began with him telling her about his friend whom he had mistaken her. "You'll see the house is superb." Indeed a nice house, surrounded by a huge garden palm trees, jasmine, hibiscus, realize from the street. Before he laid down the banner of the game and just open the door of the car. "Welcome friends". I do not know this man's voice. A friendly voice soft. "Welcome we expected," a voice that smiles.Clinging to the arm of JF He guides me and helps me sit in a chair. "Toast to your visit" and we put my hand in a chilled glass. "I was fortunate to discover Muse. Mike was good that way. I had everything I needed and was totally happy. But was I really happy?As I stared out the window at this incredibly good-looking young man, I realized I wasn't happy at all. Even with all the money, and all the material things I possessed, I just wasn't totally happy. I hadn't had sex since way before my husband died. How could I possibly be happy without sex? I loved sex. I needed sex. I needed a man's penis inside my still beautiful body, the big beautiful.