I became friendly with one lady in particular, Maria....she was in her late forties at the time..a short woman...5'1" .. maybe..still a nice body with...large full breasts...a killer smile and sweet, innocent way about her. On a couple of occassions when we were alone she would tell me a little bit about her personal life....married for twenty four years...husband was a nice guy but inattentive to her needs...worked long hours etc....I kind of got the feeling she was attracted to me...the way. I didn't argue. The rest of the group headed out to pile in Hank's vehicle for the trip together. I really thought it was as much another excuse to visit and gab as anything else but I didn't mind, since I didn't have to go.I was a little surprised when, after the group pulled out, Lee came wandering back into the house. She said that she had decided to stay, just in case her husband, Phil, came home from his current assignment. She was pretty sure he wouldn't be home until Saturday but he. She was fortunately in a coma, unable to feel the pain resulting from having been hit by a drunk driver as she crossed the street in front of her own house, but that did not lessen the pain I felt at seeing her like that, broken, filled with needles and tubes, bandages and casts covering most of her visible body. When my tears finally slowed to a mere trickle, I reached into the backpack and brought out the unwrapped gift. Claire’s parents stepped away, giving me time alone with their. A man came in and sat next to me. He pulled out his already hard cock and stroked it a bit. Then he reached over, took my hand and placed it on his cock. This was the first adult cock I had ever felt and I was fascinated at how it felt. It was nothing like touching my own and I was highly turned on. After I played with that hard cock a while he tried to push my head down on it. I wasn't ready for that and left soon after resisting his push. But I thought about that missed chance quite a bit.