She was surprised that she had found Mike good company. She was at least a third older than him. Still he was harmless and didn't really seem to be ru...ning any games on her.It found Wes in Salina's bed making love to her. Well he thought of it as making love, but Salina thought of it as getting screwed by a man she respected, if not loved. Wes had allowed her to do her work during the evening. At that moment he was showing her what he could do with her body.She, of course, wasn't just lying in. Everyone always ordered healthier food, likesalads or steamed rice and veggies. Dad and I were always the outliersand ate a bunch of chow-mein and salted pepper shrimp, but of course hedidn't get fat. For one, he was fairly tall and two, he always went outfor a run every morning. I wish someone would join me on my lonelycorner of obesity but man, I just can't give up chow-mein. My brothercan't eat it due to childhood trauma. When he was four years old, Momand Dad took us all fishing and. When his tension broke, his body went into spasm and his ejaculation began to fill my middle aged body with youthful semen, my surrender was complete. Raking his arms and shoulders with my fingers, grabbing his buttocks and pulling them hard into me; wrapping my skinny legs around his thighs to hold him in my body forever, I knew I would never be the same again.It was simply incredible. Our first fuck had not lasted long but as I lay alongside him on the dirty sheets, my body full of his sperm. She wanted to blame herself for Frank’s lack of stamina. But it wasn’t because she didn’t try. She did everything she could, as she usually does, to get his blood boiling. For instance, she put into use a ploy that never failed. She knew of a secret. He never admitted to it, but she knew of Frank’s secret smoking fetish. Through the last half of these ten years, she had slowly begun to notice his desirable dick getting hard in his pants every time she’d light up. The realization didn’t come.