.Luther, the oldest Woodson boy at 34, slid his plate back, took the last sip of coffee and burped loudly. Oscar, hunched over his bowl of slop, looke... up with that same stupid smile. He was 28 but had the brain of a four year old. A dumb four year old!Ol’ lady Woodson fussed at her son, “Luther, y’all get yo nasty asses outta here.” “Whatever you say momma. Come on dumbass, let’s get out to the barn. We got chores to do.” They slid their chairs back and out the door they went.The Woodson. ‘I’m Lonnie by the way.’ ‘Nice to meet you Lonnie, I’m Sam.’ ‘So what brings you up from Steubenville?’ ‘I sold my company and I’m trying to decide what I want to do next.’ ‘What was your company?’ ‘It was a small one, Lyon Moldings. I made laser cut dies and custom molds for some of the local industries, mostly in the Wheeling area.’ ‘I hope selling was by your choice.’ ‘Oh, it was. I was tough competition for my main rival, so he gave me an offer I couldn’t refuse and bought me out.’ . It was also humiliating as he had to decline all invitations for drinks orfun times with his former associates, as he wasn't able to perform in any way. Of course, he couldn't explain ? what could he say? Sorry sweetie but my cock is locked up tight and I can't get it out orget a stiffy! Ah, erections! Now a thing of the past but the sexual urge did not diminish ? in fact itappeared to increase with each passing day. A glimpse of thigh, a wisp of lace,a sniff of sensuous perfume would drive his. Shyly, a naked Pauline stood in the middle of her living room, and as she toweled her wet hair and body, I saw her drooping boobs jiggle and my erection stiffened. She blushed when she saw my red cock head peeking between the parted towel. Softly, she said, "I'll be back after freshening up," and left for her bedroom.Several minutes later, Pauline returned in a red negligee, red panties, and gold-plated jewelry: a three-strand necklace and dangling ear rings. After I hugged her and French.