My sex life was down to reading stories or masturbating to a porno flick. She knew it and didn't like it but I told her it was better than the options... I wasn't going to cheat on her.After her death, I still didn't date. Hell, I was sixty-five years old and wasn't about to start over. Who the hell would want an old man?I thought about my life and knew I had lived a good one. A loving wife and great kids. I thought back to my moment in time and did wonder what Jill thought that day in the. That feels so good. Mmmm, I wanted this so bad,” he said.I softly licked him and sucked him some more. Then I got up from under his desk, holding my breasts.I said, "Oh, my breasts are so sore."He looked at me and said, "Mmmm, let me lick them for you."He got up and slowly unbuttoned my blazer and then my blouse, revealing a black lacy bra. He then unhooked my bra, revealing my big, swollen tits. He cupped one and began gently sucking on the nipple, flicking his tongue around it. He started. I had expected that I would remain dead calm, but the computer's cold logic part of me didn't work all that well. However the bubbly little girl inside my Maxine's brain input was there in force.I need to go to New York or somewhere to buy a dress, I thought.The hell you do, came the input from the controller. You will look great in a burlap bag.That's probably what I will have to wear to hid all the scars you gave me. I thought that just for them to overhear.We didn't give them to you. We. "Something you might regret? Like what?"She probably knew exactly what I meant but either enjoyed my embarrassment or didn't think I could say anything to lessen whatever she thought of me."The women I live with share me already. It would be wrong of me to add more to my family and further divide what little attention each of them receives already."Reynolds playfully pouted. "Oh..." She looked at Renée. "Do you feel like the attention you receive is divided up too much?"For her to ask Renée.