Well, how about her doctor. Dear Abby is always recommending people see their doctor when theyre feeling down. She just misses a man being in her life... I think its especially a certain part of a man that she misses the most. If you get my drift. Sex? Bingo, give that man a prize. Yeah, I think Mom is missing a good fuck now and then. Well, she can hire a gigolo, a male prostitute. Women do, Ive heard. Oh, come on, how impersonal is that. Thats a dick, not loving. Yeah, I suppose youre right.. My cock was so hard it was aching. I drove a couple miles from the highway and pulled over to the side of the dirt road. I reached over putting my arm around her shoulders and pulled her to me kissing her passionately as my had slid up her leg touching her pussy which was dripping juices. Suddenly she pushed away from me opened her door. Jumping out of the car she said you can have what ever you want if your man enough to take it and she started running down the middle of the road. I recovered. "Let's do it!"She was both relieved at the postponement of her topic, and understood that he had been equally nervous at suggesting the swim. After collecting towels and putting on swimming costumes (just in case) they strolled to the beach, hand in hand, happy to feel a new opening in their relationship. The beach was deserted, so they stripped off and frolicked in the warm sea.Walking back from the beach was edgy for Eve. She knew that the moment was approaching. They went inside, slipped. It was fairly busy she noticed as the moved across the dining room floor. They was seated at a boothe at the side of the restaurant. Immediately they was joined by a waitor; "Good evening, May I start you of with some drinks?" "Hello, and yes." Rochelle said. "A bottle of white whine please." Absolutley, coming right up." He replied, walking away. It's busy tonight, Adam commented."Yeah it is."Music played lightly in the background. The lights were on dimly."It's finally the.