I can trust you.I accepted her proposal and said yes. Next week, she came along with her boyfriend to my place. I was surprised, but honestly, I forgo... about the plan. I am 5.5 feet with close to 70 kgs. Her ex is 5.9 feet with close to 85 kgs. He is older than me, married, and his name is Ravi.Shweta hugged me, and we both had a long kiss. I was watching Ravi while we both were kissing. Ravi’s jaws were opened, and he was feeling nervous. Then, Shweta pulled Ravi and hugged him. I was watching. The use of your time. My wife always had chores for me to do. I would get up and gripe and groan everyday. Now I would gladly do those little things for her, if only she was here.I decided to take up writing stories. For a lonely old guy it takes up time and is a great way to reminisce. That's what I thought I would write about. I might get off track a few times but I want to write what's in my head while I can still remember it. So if you are reading my story please bear that in mind.I was. But really, we were doing so well, we were about to have a wonderful experience together. And you ruined it. All you cared about was cuming, getting yourself off.” I understood her anger. It was right up there with my level of embarrassment. Still, I wanted her to understand that I was sorry, and that it would not happen again. “I’m sorry. I like to think that I can last a long time. I like to think that I’m the type of guy who wants the woman to cum first. Even if I cum and you haven’t,. She somehow managed to get to the door before him and thanked him again for coming. On impulse Scott suggested he might return the next night to eat again, but much earlier this time, nearer to opening time. She confirmed that would be fine and he was off for his three mile hike back to the tent.He slept well following his two three mile walks and the glasses of wine he had taken with dinner. When he awoke the next morning he spent some time planning for any eventuality that might occur if he.