I knew she would never give in to her desire to fuck me and slowly we stopped texting. Then, one day during the winter closure, her work address showe... up on my route list. No one should have been there so why did she need a delivery? It was just a pallet of bottled water. I sent her a message and questioned the delivery. Maybe there was a mixup.She responded immediately. "I ordered it. ETA?" I double checked the time and the route. Her's was the first stop. "6:30. See you soon." I backed into. I went down at about 1:00 pm and had a late brunch, I walked around down town and at about 2:30 pm started toward the business center where Maggie worked. Phyllis told me that Maggie worked from 7:00am to 3:00 pm. All of her clients were on the east coast so their 9 to 5 was her 7 to 3. Maggie loved it because she was home about 4:00 pm after getting Katie from the after-school program. Maggie would walk across the plaza to the bus depot and take the bus home. I positioned myself on a bench. She paused and smiling at his face that was now flushed red with lust as her hand pulled up the hem of his habit. The thick 10-inch cock rose like a wild snake with a little bit of pre-cum on the tip. She was so surprised that a fat older man like him had a big and thick member like this. "Brother Ben, you are so big, let me take it" she said naughtily while jacking it slowly. She lowered her face to his crotch. The smell of his unwashed body and the sweat from the whole day rising from his old. Had I thought that as well?“But picture yourself now with just one of them. Who would it be and where would the others be? How happy would you be?”Shit! It wasn’t possible for me to imagine life without even one of the four, Wendy included, without feeling a desperate sense of loss. Maybe I did need four wives.“I would be very unhappy,” I said.“You’d function, though?”“Yes. And I’d love the one I was with. There would be an empty space where the others had been. I don’t know if I could get over.