Her face was looking like a fresh rose. She told me that it is 10 o’clock Ashis, everybody left home for their work. I got up and went to bathroom. ...hile I came back Rekha Bhabi had changed my bed sheet and opened the windows. We had our breakfast. Rekha Bhabi asked me to come to her room. My heartbeat became more. I went to her room. The windows were closed and the room was very much lighted by a bar light. Rekha Bhabi was wearing a black color thin Nighty. Without wasting any time Rekha Bhabi. Oh god! Closing my eyes and letting out a loud moan as he pushes the whole thing inside me in one swift powerful move. Robin holds me tight around the hips, I'm not going anywhere, I'm his now to be used, his slut.Holding on tightly he keeps it all the way in for a moment, relishing the sensation. Tensing up inside me, it pulses and swells causing me to let out another moan. Leaning forward I feel his hot breath on my back, a kiss soft and gentle before he begins slow but powerful thrusts..... I have no choice because I am laying in a hospital bed being prepped forquadruple open heart surgery. The doctors told my wife and me thatsurgery shouldn't wait as I would probably be dead in a few months withoutit. Thus this nurse methodically removes my hair from my body, and prepsme for my upcoming surgery.It seems a little background information is in order here. I am 58 yearsold and have tried to keep myself in fairly good shape. I am happilymarried for 34 years, a Christian and I don't. I then found I got it when I wore my sister's saddleshoes. I knew now what it took to get that good feeling.Fast forward a few more years. I was now in grade school and my sisterhad her first communion. For that she got a very feminine white dress asall the girls wore back then (this was the 60's). One day during thesummer I was sitting in the kitchen when she came in and told me tofollow her. I did, and she went into her room.There on the bed was her first communion dress. I was confused.