She poured my a tall cold lemonade and said "sheriff it my own creation it has a just a hint of vodka but it goes down great. I laughed and sipped the...lemonade and she licked the rim of her glass and a few drops fell onto her hand and she wiped her hand on her mouth and said "yummy don't you think sheriff. How about I show the house if you have a few minutes." I nodded my head and she poured us another round and she led me around the house. Her kitchen was huge and her parlor area was huge and. She smiled at seeing me and came to me with a big hug and kiss. I was amazed again at how pretty she was. Beth is in her late 50s but you would never guess it.She has the body of a woman 20 years younger and if her brown short cut hair didn't have some gray in it you would never guess her age. Her big brown eyes almost always had a twinkle in them; that morning her eyes were a little more guarded with concern for her family.That evening as my brother stepped outside to get his newspaper someone. "I understand. Naturally you're horny without Damon." Damon Reed was the latest of Marlene's countless fiancés. That was her polite term for her current lover. Damon was also an actor and had been sent halfway around the world in the other direction for a movie he was making, which left Marlene with no bed partner. Apparently she'd asked Ben to help her out."So you don't think I'm a little strange, just up and asking you to fuck me?" Marlene chuckled."I'm delighted," Ben leered. "I've. Enjoy!I could feel my hands tensing. My back and arms were aching. All I could think about was pleasing him as I kept pushing the limit of my body. The room echoed with sound, louder and louder. Until he reached over my shoulder, closed the piano book, and said "I think that's enough for today." There was a subtle hint of disappointment in his voice. I should've practiced. But, I had always struggled with Rachmaninoff 3rd concerto, and I surrendered to the fact I would never become a real.