We both were mature, already in our early sixties, but that didn't mean we had stopped WANTING to have passionate sex. The problem was that neither of...our spouses seemed the slightest bit interested. So we turned to one of those websites promoting affairs. We found each other quickly – our profiles made clear we were both professional, successful with good jobs, and plenty of money; just two people looking for an affair with hot, hard sex.As soon as we started emailing, it was clear there was a. "Ohhh Brad, you're in me so deep!" Fuck, that's hot!" whispered Erica Strauss, who had just been fucked by Coach Riley for a second time, after which he asked "Where's that hot little friend of yours?" That's when the search for Mandy and Brad had begun. But coach hadn't shot off in her this time, so there was no sperm running down the insides of her thighs. There should have been, because she'd gotten at least three loads already that night."That is hot," said a male voice, which happened to. She REALLY looked less than impressed. I also showed her where the bathroom was. There was no tub, no shower, not even a sink in the bathroom — it was literally, just a toilet, inside a small closet. Jiao nearly looked like she was about to start crying, at the thought of spending the next two weeks in this primitive cabin with none of the amenities we take for granted — such as electricity and running, hot water. From what Jiao had told me, I knew she was a ‘city girl,’ and not used to. I did just that.In the five months I had been gone Andrew had improved. He walked with a cane but wasn't leaning on it nearly as much. He took a couple of steps without using it at all. When he was off the street, the SUV that dropped him pulled away. I hugged Andrew because I was really glad to see someone I didn't have to pretend with."What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked."I could ask you the same thing," he replied. He looked around before adding. "What is it about the women in this.