What was wrong with me? Military wives go months, even years, with their husbands away from home. Presumably, the majority of them remain faithful. I ...ouldn't last a week? Why was I so weak in the face of temptation? And Dave called last night and said he had to spend another week in Germany. How was I going to deal with that?I wondered why I was so strongly attracted to Bill. He was in his early sixties, tall and muscular. He was not particularly good-looking, but one could say he was ruggedly. It was to become a bitter feud. With somewhat disastrous results for RCA. I didn’t take any pity on them, they had been formed as a Quasi-monopoly by a group of influential industrialists and military for the sole purpose stopping competition. They had success with that on my own timeline. However, I couldn’t wait while they stumbled along stealing another people’s work and trying to figure out how it worked. While patenting it as theirs.I had my people seek out as much as I could those. “You know what I want gran” she said, “We discussed this with auntie Anne before we came here, I told both of you that I wanted to find out if Scott was the great lover you both claim that he is!” She was looking me straight in the groin as she said this, which was having an immediate effect on my cock which gave a twitch of approval, and momentarily side-tracked me from the actually implication of what she had just said.Realisation suddenly dawned on me, “Wait a minute, did you just mention. And you want nothing in return? God, this is so weird." She said as she shook her head."I want nothing in return." He knew he was close to convincing her. He pressed harder."This is what I want. This will make us closer. This will make our sex better." Fine, if you really want it. But if I don't like it or it feels weird. I'm done. I can pull the plug at anytime. No sex with anyone else. Sex is just for us." She said sternly."Agreed, your pussy is mine and if you want to stop just say the.