He has short dark brown hair and emerald, green eyes. He is one of those guys that walk down the street and command a second look from the ladies they...pass. Now Larry is married but lately I have felt there was some kind of trouble or undercurrent stirring things up on the home front.I am probably just the opposite of Larry. I stand about five foot ten and weigh in at two hundred and fifty pounds, none of which is discernable muscle. I’m in my mid-fifties, widowed, have salt and pepper light. My place at the time was small, but efficient and plenty of space in the Living Room where I'd situated her on the couch after showing around a bit, glass of dark red wine at her elbow. She took a sip, smacked her lips and set her glass down on the end table. Seated next to her, electricity was running up and down my body, like red-hot ants under my skin. My chest felt about to crack open, sitting so near this shapely mama. Turning her head, she looked at me with those bright, black eyes and. . but you're a woman," Gwen's voice sounded surprised but not shocked."So? I can still appreciate another woman's beauty ... can't you?"Gwen cast her eyes down at the floor. She was ashamed to admit it."Come on ... you've been attracted to a nice pair of breasts or another woman's bum. You've felt a little sexual charge once in a while, it's only normal. Some women ... a lot of women are afraid to admit it ... but I'm not."Gwen still hadn't looked up but Julia was gaining confidence by the. I had never felt anything like it, and there was nothing to which I could compare it. Especially, I think, was the thought that it was a taste of forbidden fruit, having a perfect stranger’s cock inside me in my own bathroom…I heard him begin to moan, deep sounds escaping his throat. I turned my face and he kissed my lips, while still was pounding me. I felt one finger sliding inside my asshole. I screamed and cried in pain, but he continued to fondle me with his large finger.He was now.