This farmhouse has four bedrooms, two lounges, two toilets, some, might say that it is too much for just me and my wife, but we are quite content, ok,...it takes some looking after but that keeps us occupied.I have a number of hobbies, which means its in the barn where you’ll find me most evenings, well, that is until recently, because I now have a lover, where he lives and how we met shook me a bit, my now regret is that we did not meet years ago.My wife enjoys a little stroll each day, some. I picked her up on a Saturday afternoon and we went to a local brewhouse that had the best French Roast, Arabica bean coffee I had found. Over coffee, Cathy explained her life after she left college. As I mentioned earlier, she went home and got married. It was a rekindled romance, they had met and dated in High School, and he went on to the police academy and became a sheriff’s deputy. He was killed trying to talk down a deranged man while he was trying to shield the man’s kids. Cathy said she. Eventually the talk got round to girls. Harry was blessed with the ability to talk to girls much older then himself and had even had a few gropes with a fourteen year old. The man found this very amusing and probed a bit more as to what Harry had actually done.Eventually the man said that he had some rude pictures of 'ladies' that Harry might like to see. Of course Harry wanted to see the pictures as the only rude pictures he had seen were in an old magazine when looking over his oldest. We sat and chatted some, and my coffee arrived!John sheepishly got up and announced, "Err, would you excuse me Annette, I just have to visit the small room" Yes of course sweetie, that's fine". We held our gaze a little longer than would have been normal, and didn't we just know why that was! I sat and drank my coffee and relished how I was feeling right then, I had to take several deep breathes to control my excitement!The door opened and John came in and sat down, he was looking really.