As I closed the door behind me and let me towel fall around me, I looked to see him grinning with glee and raising his eyebrows. He pulled back the sh...wer curtain to reveal his beautiful body, and I was instantly drawn to his fully erect dick. I quickly hopped in, and he kissed me passionately, our wet bodies touching and feeling him press against my lips made me wetter than anything ever could. He raised his hands from my waist to cup my breasts as I lowered my hands to stroke his dick. I. "Seven and a half? Crap son I can only think of one, no two that are of a higher power, I'm not about to go ask them to help." The elder said a faraway look in his eyes. "You mean Johnathon and his father Tom Timmings?" I told him. Shocked a moment he could only nod. "They are older than you think the elder said." "I know I was there when Johnathon was training with his father. Though I think Johnathon is higher I seem to remember something about them having a fight; though it was a few days. He said we could not do this in the shower. I just had to have his cock and suggested we go to my house. I knew my wife would be out until late this afternoon shopping. He smiled and told me to lead the way. We finished dressing and headed to my house. When we reached my house, we went to the family room. He just stood there with his hands on his hips. He told if I wanted his cock, to come and get it. As I walked over to him, he held up his hand and said I had to strip. He said all the bitches. For example, she used to complain about my lack of foreplay and how I was slam, bam, thank you, ma'am, then would roll over and go to sleep. She stopped complaining about my performance. Or, before, if she got mad at me, I'd have to take my laundry off to have it done--that type of thing. Suddenly she did everything a man would want a wife to do, but there was still something missing; that little spark of joy, I suppose, in pleasing her man.She surprised me by enrolling in Weight Watchers and.