Steve didn't know what had disturbed her, but he hugged her tight and said, "We'll all be in this together; we'll do OK."Monique smiled wanly, "Yes, I...know. Now help me clean up a bit, please?" Sure," said Steve, and helped her to her feet. The shower was a warm, loving experience, without any teasing, sexual or otherwise, and Monique and Steve dressed and left the bedroom together, arriving in the common room to a round of applause.While Monique took her turn at the inquisition, Steve got a. ..YES! Oh god...YE-HE-HE-ESSS!!"When I came into her, I came slow and easy. It was relaxing and relieving, like a massage. Her wet pussy soaked up my cum and sucked it deeper into her. Since she had her menopause, she was ready to fuck without a condom and not worry about getting pregnant. And I worried more about giving her an STD, than her giving one to me.Her pussy clamped once again around my softening dick. She let out a soft "unngh" as she pushed my now limp dick out of her pussy, still. "Now a week, on the other hand..."She giggled.After that there was silence for a little while. I didn't mind. Every now and then, Jane had allowed me to hold her like this—probably telling herself that it was simply a nice, comfortable way to sit, that it wasn't the least bit sexual (despite how easy it would be for my hands to stray to her breasts), just... Two people sitting. No. I think there was something sexual about the way we sat, the way our bodies pressed together. And I think we knew. A long counter with little round seats in front of it took up most of the space in the diner. When Bonnie sat down, Shelly looked around and said, "If I see just one cockroach, I'm calling the city's health department!"Shelly looked as if she expected one to drop on her out of the ceiling at any moment, and Bonnie almost laughed. She didn't think the diner was that bad and thought, 'Shelly can be such a snob about things sometimes.'Shelly suddenly turned back to Bonnie, and without beating.