”Another smile from Jennifer.“Okay, you look for clothes and I’ll see if I can find the slicker and see what I can do with the life jacket.” W...th that I headed out to one of the sheds. It didn’t take me long to find the slicker and I looked at the lifejackets, finding one that I could be adjusted to accommodate the arm in the sling. As I was leaving where the life jackets were I saw a ‘gimme’ hat advertising some business in town that had been given to me but that I’d never worn. It could be. I reached to pull out the oil stick, my arm brushed her firm breast, and it felt SO nice. All I could think about was, what they would look like naked, "Did it have oil in it?" I ask, looking at the dip stick, "if it was dry, you may have burnt up the engine." As far as I know it did. It's very hard not having a man around to help me," She said with that sad little girl look on her face, "I really need to hire somebody to help me here. It's to much for me sometimes."I looked at her sad face. It. We sort of lived separate lives but were able to keep it together for family occasions and friends et cetera. Increasingly though my wife developed a social life of her own. I guess I could have done the same, but the realisation that I couldn't satisfy my woman really impacted my confidence. I discovered porn which seemed to be made for someone like me. I could spend hours and hours trawling the Internet watching videos, and gradually became a pathetic gooner. I could rub my dick for hours. "Is that it?" I asked, looking down at my body. "I expected some kind of-" the gears in my brain finally turned over. I screamed."Why am I naked!?" Oh good, it worked. And that's a very good question! Exactly what I'dlike to find out." Don't you have a jacket or something you can give me?" Sorry," You gestured down to your own lack of clothes. "Let me ask upfront."Oh my god. This was so humiliating. I slid down low in my chair, my armsunable to contain the enormous mountains of soft, supple.