I want you to feel like you can trust me.’ She reached over and patted Jessica on the shoulder. Jessica didn’t move. She knew how a mouse must fee... when looking at a cobra. ‘And as for sorting things out…you know I’ve given you all the tools you need for that.’ Jessica shook her head helplessly. ‘I…I’m sorry, Profess…Natasha,’ she said. She’d been trying so hard to resist using her first name, but that pattern of trust was so hard to break once she was back in Natasha’s presence again.. I was just a normal, married, middle-aged guy at 6’ tall and about 180 pounds, and I thought it might be fun to get out of the house a couple of nights per week, since my wife and I really didn’t do many other activities. My sex drive was still very strong, but my wife, who was then 47 years old, had lost all interest in sex since she had gone through menopause. It seems that many couples experience this scenario in middle-age, and men in my situation handle the realities of no spousal sex in. I suspected that it was not normal to be so sexually aroused at the prospect of my wife having sex with another man, but normal or not, that was the reality. In fact I was so excited I conjectured that even if there had been no pressing need of Ray, I would have had to invent a reason to involve him. I glanced across at Clare as she stared at the mirror and pursed her lips. She stood up to don a skimpy pale green top and a short white wrap over skirt that contrasted with her tanned midriff. Her. Durin the three years Ah went to high school Ah didn’t date the popler girls. My sister helped me pick out the ones that would appreciate me. So Ah got lots of great fucks those years. Ah still screws some of the better ones even though most are married up. Ma pecker’s better then the one they bought. One of em said I knocked her up and was happy fer it.When Ah went to work them pretty girls hit on me. Ah was perlite and took em out even though Ah knew they was just playin with me fer an.