The contact was intimate enough that I was fully erect. As I kissed Maggie on the forehead signifying that I was done, she opened her eyes and noticed...my rampant erection. Her hand encircled me and she said, "Who knows, I may not be too old to enjoy something like this. Hmmm, I think I know the ladies who might lend me something to find out."When my usual half hour to forty-five minutes in the direct sun were up, I got up and put my clothes back on to the groans of the women. When I went to. Paul was sitting down to a full breakfast: 3 eggs, 5 rashers of bacon, some grits and 2 slices of toast. The eggs were sunny side up and the bacon was just crspy enough to give a crunch without tasting burnt…..yes those details of the food were important in the story…..food is always important in any story….infact I would rather read some menus than half the novels out there these days so get over it and move on…..She had taken his order. A quick good morning and a “How ya doing today. You can't help but wonder if you fall short.No, I don't mean there, I'm seven inches, that's seems pretty good, never gotten any complaints, no, it's more like maybe I'm just not attractive to women in some way or other.Well, it was different from having her leave me for another guy. It put me down for several months until I finally just told myself I needed to get out and find someone new. Instead of that, I had been working off my frustration two ways, at the gym which, at least keeps me in. We immensely loved my birthday night and our sex lives were changed forever.Over the next couple of months, regular traditional sex was slowly fading away. We had sex everyone night after, but only pulled out the strap-on once that month. The next month we used it four times. After that, it was every other session. Eventually we just gave in, we both loved pegging more than tradition sex and it became our only form of sex. Our collection of various harnesses, corsets, dildos grew exponentially..