Only, perhaps not meant to be, it was a fluke that I met the woman of my dreams at a swingers’ house party. Now with what’s done is done, instead ...f thinking of tomorrow, I needed to think of today. Perhaps never seeing her again after tonight, I needed to enjoy the here and now. Better than seeing her as some stranger passing by on the street, I was about to have sex with her. As soon as I held Sue’s hand, I imagined her hand lovingly stroking my face while looking deeply in my eyes with love.. We'll have until you leave at nine," I answered."Wrong! I'm staying all night with you. Delores is filling in for me." You told her about me?" I've been telling everyone I know about you, even my sister. They want to meet you." That's ... I'm speechless. I hope you didn't tell them about my fascination with your shelf?" Well, no, but I'll tell them if you want me to?" They would never believe you." I don't believe it myself, but I'm thrilled that you like the way my butt hangs out in the. “Who are you kidding Gran, you are still one cool lady,” Tommy said chuckling. “Guys my age could still get the hots for you.”“Now young man, you just behave yourself, I have a small task for you. I have been meaning to go through the boxes of old photographs in the loft for ages now. Would you be a good boy and get them down for me?”“No problem Gran. Can't have an old lady like you risking her neck on a loft ladder,” Tommy teased.“I’m sixty-five, not a hundred and five, you cheeky monkey, but. ”“Listen,” you say. “Neither of us can sleep, and I think it’s pretty clear why... Now, you don’t want to cheat on your wife, and I respect that. I think you’re amazing for it. But the fact is, neither of us is getting what we need. So, why don’t we help each other out?”“W-What do you mean?” I ask.Tentatively, you reach out towards my erection which is inconspicuously straining at my pajama bottoms. I flinch away at first, but you persist, and I let you grasp the hot bulbous head in your fist..