This is how it happened.When the President's announcement was made I was a divorced white male sixty-four years old. Frankly I was feeling my age at t...at point. I was a retired Marine sergeant. After thirty years I retired. That was seventeen years earlier. My wife divorced me a year after I retired. I can't really blame her, we were both not the same people we married. We had had four children, who were in their forties. They were scattered all over the US and I hardly ever saw them.About a. "Where's Flo?" She seemed to add that last question as an afterthought when she slowly realized she was alone with Arnie."She's occupied with Gus at the moment," smiled Arnie.Ginny tried to wait for all the words to sink in. "With Gus? You mean..."Arnie cut her off. "Yeah, with Gus. She has these little flings once in a while. She'll have forgotten all about it by morning."Ginny heard it all right, but she couldn't believe her ears. "I don't understand, Arnie. Is she in there?" She motioned. I can feel you slowly closing the gap between my cunt and your rod of steel, you are right up behind me now and I can feel the hairs on your legs as you press up to me.You grab my waist and place your long, red, bloated cock at the entrance to my trembling gaping pussy. You push in slightly and stretch my lips to bursting point. I try to move away from the massive invader but you hold me tight.I tremble at the thought of what you might do to me and scream into my pillow, you plough further. I can still feel my face turning as red as those sticky tablecloths. I can still feel the butterflies in my stomach as we drove back to campus, how I tried to find a spot in the parking lot where no one would see us. When I turned out the lights and we just sat there for a minute, when we were not sure what to do but absolutely certain we knew what was going to happen, the anticipation – you remember, too? I thought my skin caught fire as you took my face in your hands, as our faces were drawn.