Now that was going to be a total mess. All night long those thoughts ran around in my head, as well as the actual operational possibilities.I was out ...f the shower before Gwen could rub the sleep from her eyes. I quickly put on my thermal outfit, one of the several I had, for the ride to breakfast. Gwen would have to fend for herself. I thought that as I exited through the only door, which exited to the apartment building's alley.Once the bike's motor started to pour smoke into the crisp. I kept at the work at hand but found that my eyes would stray to glimpse her slight figure as she moved about her yard. At times I would catch her looking at me and she would duck her head and shyly look away. Now there is always a precipitous event in any relationship. This event occurred on a hot sultry day in late June. My wife had left for the day on some sort of mission and would not be home until late. I was working in the yard weeding around the flowers, when I became aware of someone. Our only instruments are our hands. We sit on pillows to make ourselves comfortable. We are face to face. I blink to arouse Naomi. She touches her cunt with deft fingers. It is very sensual. It begins to flow. She is a real fountain! At this very moment, touching delicately my clitoris, I come out immediately! Then I penetrate my intimacy and massages my G spot. I ejaculate on her bed. She doesn’t care at all, it is always wet because of her sessions on masturbation happening every night! We. And he even felt proud that the other men, all the men outside of the MEAT, didn´t have a chance to experience such a supreme pleasure he was experiencing here. But come to think of it, the actual pleasure was somehow.... different from a usual pleasure. It was no real sex, in fact there was no sex here at all. It was not ejaculation pleasure, either. On the contrary, it seemed to have to do with the testicles and the psyche, the mind. John was having these thoughts on and on, as he continued.