"They're doing all sorts of tests."And that was it. I tried to call her, but the calls went to voice-mail. I could understand that if she was spending...a lot of time at the hospital. I emailed a couple of times, but didn't get a reply. After a couple of weeks without any contact, I shrugged and tried to turn my thoughts away from her. I thought I'd succeeded as I threw myself into work more energetically than I had since before Helen died. Apart from work I found all sorts of things to occupy my. He pushed me backwards until I was leant against the door and fucked my mouth. I knew I could not keep on sucking like this as it was aching my jaw so I pushed him back and told him to sit down on the toilet. He did so and I reached into my pocket and took out a condom. He asked me if we really needed one as it felt better without but I figured better safe than sorry. I slid it down his long cock and it fitted very tightly. I spat on it to add to the lubrication and now I was ready. I took off. My penis was ready to explode at the thought I was wearing what she had worn earlier, and I found it difficult to speak. "So..how does my panty feel against your cock," she asked, "I think I made you hard undressing in front of you, didn't I?" I looked down and saw a large wet spot on her panty, and was glad it wasn't red. "What was the problem with you plumbing," she asked. I told her what had happened, but not that it had been with her. "You mean you haven;t gotten hard or cum in 60 fucking. Her nipples stood erect for me to devour. She moaned in appreciation. I snaked my mouth down around her belly. My tongue lashed her belly button. All concepts of control left me as I moved down one leg and slowly up the other. I moved tenderly across the inside of her thigh. As I looked up I could see one of her hands massaging her nipple and the other hand working her pussy. My face gladly greeted her hand and I moved in. Now she had both hands tweaking her nipples. One of my hands spread her.