"But still, what willeverybody think of you? Hmmm." "All your friends, your family. They’ll pity you. They'll avoid you. I'm sure you'll get the...apy. Oh lots of therapy. But everybody will look at you and know what happened. They'll look and see the pictures." He was quiet again for a moment. His hand stopped rubbing his crotch and he pulled his phone from his pocket, one ofthose hot shit high end ones with a large display. He thumbed the lock screen off, and pressed thecontact button. I felt miserably self-conscious. "Here," I said, patting my belly. "And here." I grabbed the little love handles that had grown just above my hips. In my regular swim trunks they were virtually unnoticeable, but in the tiny briefs I now wore it seemed every flaw in my body was magnified a hundred times.To my surprise, Kathy took my concerns seriously. "Well I think you look just fine. But if you're concerned about the little extra tummy, we can start you on a diet tonight and you can begin. But I had not been with a man since my divorce well over 5 years ago. My sex life was essentially non-existent apart from my frequent self-masturbation to satisfy my sex lust. I had resorted to going on the XNXX Adult Forum website and posting pictures of myself and chatting with men on-line. Now, I guess I had a real-life naked man in front of me, and any penis, no matter how small was better than none.Out of curiosity and dare I admit it, loneliness and the fact that I’ve always had a high. You look down at me and your eyes rest on the swell of my breasts rising and the blood rushes right down to your cock making it harden and bulge beneath your jeans. We dance, most of the night or what people could call dancing but it was more grinding and humping against each other, both of us wanting to feel more than the clothes between us. My hands find the bulge in your pants and I start to stroke it going softly and slowly at first until I hear your small moans and cries of pleasure, I.