Not only our bodies, but my feelings as well, for as we came together physically I felt our whole beings merge as one. Here was a replacement, no not ... replacement for Terry, a new love. Our age difference just vanished in that moment when our bodies joined. Here I had a woman who I knew would love me, all she wants is to be shown she is loved and wanted.As I started to lift my hips, "No let me, I want to make love to you, you will have a long-time to make love to me, but I want to do it all. I said you want me to pull it.She said yes – or I can for you – has anybody ever done it for you before.I said no.She said hop up on the bed and I will do it and see what you are like when you cum. I love watching boys cum and spurt. I let them do it on my titties sometimes.I said I cant spurt yet. She said well maybe I can just see you cum – boys like it when I make them cum.I said nothing and let her play with my cock and stroke it.She said are you sure you don’t cum.I said positive.She. Then a few months later, while I was staring at her pussy, shemust have asked me a question. When I didn't answer, shediscovered why. "Why you filthy-minded brother!" she exclaimed. I hung my head, waiting for the blessing out I deserved.Instead, I saw her bare feet approach my chair and the nextthing I knew she said, "Here. Why don't you have a good look?"She pulled her long robe and short gown up, put them over myhead and pulled my head toward her! I froze, my nose tickled by her. I was a bit excited wondering who it was."Hello?" she said. Then I knew who it was. Kristina from the Archive team stood in front of me came around the corner looking beautiful as always. We had been flirting during a company party, but nothing ever happened. She smiled, asked what I was doing there. She was in her late thirties, wearing a knee-long grey knitted dress, black stockings and knee-high boots with high heels.I tried to engage in the conversation, but my eyes were measuring her up.