Our house and our neighbor’s houses were connected, and had a carport covering the entry to the front doors. Our neighbor was a single man in his fo...ties. He was really good looking and tall. I don’t know what his job was, but he would be home for weeks at a time. It was around noon, and I was getting horny again. I decided to go to our dining room window and masturbate with the hopes that our mailman would see me. Unfortunately he had already come. Our dining room window overlooked the. We had a lot of it, it wasn’t monotonous. My wife is a little reserved in sex matters, but she agreed to try new things as long as they were not too strange. Since this period of good sex was rather short, we did not get to try many new things. With time, the frequency of sex decreased. And it continued decreasing after our son was born, and decreased even further after our daughter was born. As you might guess, I was not the one who did not want sex. At first I thought I was to blame. Maybe I. It was always fun to start a new job and this would definitely leave an impression, she chuckled before walking full-faced straight into a mountain. A warm mountain, as well. Oops. ‘Sorry,’ she said and stumbled before catching her balance again. All the time with a suspicion she probably looked just as stupid as she felt. The mountain watched the trail of footprints behind her and his expression turned into a frown which completely ruined the nicely chiselled face and made him look very. "Fallen in love. Magic! Come on, let me in. I've got a shopping list in my head, and then I promised her breakfast." Andrew - they do say there's no fool like an old fool - did you sleep with her?"We were up in Lizzie's bedroom by this time. I saw him pick up a packet from her bedside table drawer. Contraceptive pills!"Yes! And I'm not in the least sorry. And I certainly don't feel old." Well, you and a couple of dozen before you - you idiot! Are you serious - in love? You'll be massacred. She.