.. sit on my... you know."Jenny put her hand over her mouth and giggled loudly. Then she saw Tim's face turn red. She quickly composed herself and sai..., "Tim, what happened between us is between us. Besides, it takes two. If I thought it was too weird, I wouldn't have done it. In fact, I thought that it was incredibly exciting." Really?" Tim said with obvious relief."Absolutely. Anytime you want me to sit on your face, just ask," she laughed. "In fact, I think I need a special chair so I will. You betrayed two friendships when you did that. I admit, now, that I'm happy that you told me about Brenda and Gary. I just wish you hadn't done so for the reason that you did." Brenda's punished me enough for both of you. She treats me really bad, and she hasn't let me even get close enough to touch her, ever since that day I told you. She told everybody in school that I'm a big lezzie too. I'm not. Brenda is the only girl I ever felt like that about." I've got to go. Let me think about this.. By way of background, I realized on reflection several months after my 51st birthday that the numbers and ranges of my experiences were such that, at least as a sensual being, I had lived a life unlived. I also realized then that things were unlikely to change materially for me in that way. This really bothered me, although I didn't actually have any intention of doing anything about it. My wife was a truly lovely woman and great mother. While her sex drive was always weak anyway and her tastes. Sometimes I'd visit her at the places she was sitting.One I remember particularly because the back yard was so beautiful. The house itself was not out of the ordinary, but the back yard had been land- scaped with so many trees and colorful flowers. Even though there were neighboring houses, the trees and bushes hid the back yard from view. So we could be as amorous as we liked without fear of being watched.Rebecca called me one day at work."Hi sweetie," I heard her lovely voice."Hi honey, I was.