And in that next second, my world imploded. I turned to face him. Rage, fear, and confusion. Repulsion, lust, and hurt. My heart flinched. My eyelids ...luttered but steadfast I forced myself to look at him. I brought my left hand up and removed his ring. I dropped the ring as he yanked my arms up above my head and shoved my head back down against the pillow. "Spread your legs," in a low and forceful voice I had never heard before. My legs were wrapped around his back when he thrust into my cunt. I let out a cry. Steven came immediately."What are you doing?" he asked as he turned on the light."I... I need to go to the bathroom."Without hesitation, he carried me there and placed me on the seat. To my surprise, he had fetched a footstool to rest my casted leg on. So kind."Do you need more help?" Steven asked."I can pull the panties down myself, thank you." Sorry." Steven, I am somewhat edgy lately. But I didn't mean to offend you." I understand," he squeezed my left palm delicately. "Call. She looked at me with a smile and said "Just make sure they are about the same age as me(32)non smoking,clean,hot hardworking tradesman type bodies!That was music to my ears so I grabbed my laptop and went straight to the fling site on the net where I had visited many times looking at guys that she may like,hopefully.Well we looked through about 30 guys before she picked one which surprised me because he wasn't exactly hung like me but quite the contrary.Adequate would best describe it.When I. Thorne.”“Please call me Ariadne,” she said smiling, in a way that seemed strangely familiar to me. Her face was endearingly lined with age and marked with wisdom. Generally however, the years seemed to have been kind to Ariadne Thorne. She carried herself with a certain poise and dignity that was at the core of what the English call “good breeding”. But what immediately caught my attention as she looked up at me, were her blue eyes – as sprightly and clear as they must have been when she was.