I remain motionless as I ponder my position. Let’s see, married for twenty-four years, we had sex two or three times a week. I reach the conclusion ...’ve had sex over three thousand times in my life. Wow, that’s an impressive number if I say so myself, but it doesn’t mean shit at this point. I’m shaking like a leaf in a wind storm.As I continue my internal debate, I hear Sara. “Hi, Dad.”I glance up to see Sara and Kim as they exit the kitchen.“Hey.”“Hello, Mr…” Kim begins to say.As I consider. ?" she asked, placing a hand suggestively on my prick. "A woman that could give you all the sex you need?" He was *getting* all the sex he needed until he dumped me," thought Teresa sourly. "His male ego just couldn't accept that I wasn't ready to be a one-man woman. That little gnat-titted blonde in cryptography may have been 'faithful, ' but look how frustrated she left the big lug."Teresa read on.So far so good; I decided to plunge on. "I believe you're right, Alexandra. Can you think of. I had many a fantasy about her since he had first introduced her to our circle of friends. They also had a huge freaking dog that was the nicest animal you had ever seen. I made my way to the kitchen to see if April needed any help Shera the dog jumped on me and got dog hair all over my new pants which April had commented on earlier. April then come over and started rubbing the dog hair off of my pants getting very close to my dick of course at the time I didn't think she even noticed. I. One day when I went for tuition she was wearing white saree with white blouse. She was damn sexy on that day. On that day I had not wear my underwear. My dick became hard. It was visible from outside. I told her that my parents had gone for marriage function and that they will return only after two days.She told me to stay in her house during those two days. She also told that she was bored as her servant had gone to her house for leave. I was very happy. I knew that this the day on which I am.