The first time you wanted me to fuck you... " I started to say out loud before she quickly gave in."OK, OK, I'll get in the car. Just shut up and keep...your voice down." She said scurrying to my car.She got in and looked at me like I was going to tell her the meaning of life or something, maybe some big apology, or some admission of being in love with her, which was as far from reality as you could get."Just what were you trying to accomplish the first time you came to me in my hotel? I'll tell. " With that she walked out the door leaving me stunned as hell! What in the hell was going on? I hadn't had a serious relationship in over 100 years (since my now ex-wife tried to knife me in the back quite literally). I couldn't get laid if I was the last male on a planet of all horny women. Suddenly I have 2 women that I have known for a long time wanting me. For a moment I thought that I ought to recall the doctor and bust him in the face just for the hell of it.I really didn't have time to. Then he moves over me, massaging my full breasts with his strong hands as he begins to gently suck and lick my rock hard nipples. I start to squirm and writhe in excitement beneath as he begins gradually, teasing, working lower – opening my legs wide in anticipation as he moves his head down between my thighs.Just as he reaches that point, he stands up and has me move so I am lying back with my butt on the edge of the bed. There, he kneels between my widely spread thighs and begins to gently. Just because I need to think about it, doesn't mean I can't do it. It just means that I have to think about it."By the end of the day the only thing that had been accomplished (that I could see) was that the supports were up. I tried not to say anything since he was paying for it all, but I was starting to get skeptical.The following Saturday Ken was a whirlwind of activity. By lunch the deck was framed and by dinnertime it had railings and steps. By dinnertime on Sunday we had a deck. I was.