Incredible! Perhaps I better give some background on us, our circumstances, and what led us to this way of life just a few years ago. My name is Dave...Stewart. I was in my early sixties at the time that the following series of incidents occurred and had been married to my wife Carolyn for more than thirty years. I had retired from the Army as a lieutenant colonel in my early forties and was able to apply my skill in logistics to a second career in the business world with a multi-modal logistics. ‘I’m not into coercion, so you’re safe.’ ‘Am I?’ she said. ‘From me, yes.’ ‘What about me?’ He looked confused, suddenly. ‘What about you?’ ‘What if I wanted to make love, too?’ He shook his head, a rueful look on his face. ‘I’m not that lucky.’ She smiled. ‘Today, you are. Alan, I’m divorced. I haven’t had sex for two years. Hell, I haven’t wanted sex for two years. Now, suddenly, I do. I don’t know why, except maybe it’s the way you smell.’ He was startled. ‘The way I smell?’ ‘Yes. Pure male,. I got to my apartment showered, got ready and went to buy her some flowers. Just before I arrived to my apt she had texted asking for me to let her know when I was going to leave for her place. So I did. I went to a grocery to get some wine, flowers and yes, condoms as well. While I was waiting at the register I got a text from her with a pic. It was a pic of her thong and caption read: ‘be ready or don’t come at all’. My dick went hard instantly and my heart started to pound really fast. I. I make appreciative sounds and you smile at me because you know what the sound means, you recognise it. Where are we going? Hmm. I like this dream where shall we go… Let us be going to the pub, the one with the garden out back, oh and there’s also going to be suspiciously few wasps about this year it’s my dream:o) My hair is hot and I can’t help running my fingers through it, the sun has brought out the natural auburn highlights and you joke that I’m turning ginger and might have to dye it..