I admitted that I had and that I had fucked other guys. He asked if I liked it; I told him that the first time wasn’t that good but that it got bett...r the more you experienced it. He said that he would like to fuck me; I agreed and told him to get some lubricant.George returned with a pillow for my knees and a tube of KY jelly; I applied the jelly to his stiff cock and got on my hands and knees so George could lube my asshole. I felt George’s cock against my ass and he gently started pushing. It was Beth. I just didn’t have the heart to answer it. I let voice mail pick it up and finished putting away the groceries. When I was done, I sat in my chair and listened to the message.“Hey Jeff, it’s me, I ... I just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas. I know it’s not what you ... I mean ... I was hoping ... Oh hell, take care, talk to you later.” was the message.Funny, I thought. We went from being so close, to an unsigned letter and a strained voice mail in a few months. Life changes so. " She mimed shoving a finger down her own throat.We blushed and Amber just reached onto the table to pat my hand. "Still decompressing from the trip, I guess." I'll bet. Guess you guys must be getting old."Amber then waggled her eyebrows suggestively. "If you girls want, we can follow you upstairs tonight and show you we old fogeys still know how to have a good time."Noelle quickly looked down at her plate and pinched her lips. Kady glanced over to her girlfriend and took a deep breath. And all. That was two years ago today, noone remembered that this was the anniversary of her first falling ill, but I knew I never would forget. How could I forget the taste of lips when we kissed, the little words of encouragement when I was worried or nervous, and the look in her eyes after we made love. Now I knew only too painfully what people meant when they said that the day you lost your partner part of you died too. I certainly felt like only a small part of me was left. I made an effort, I.