When I took the cock in my mouth I knew that it was not you and it gave me time to prepare myself for sex with somebody else. I had no idea who the ot...er man was, but he was being gentle and… Well, it felt good. When he was getting into the position between my legs to fuck me, it just didn’t feel the same.. You know, you and I, we just fit together so well. Another man? Well he’s different. You have a certain way of getting on and getting off. He was a little clumsy.But the real giveaway was. Actually, when you thought about it, the fact that Lon didn't know that she was overhearing him made the comments more believable, since Jean rightly assumed that Lon would level sleazy compliments at just about any woman who piqued his interest momentarily -- and some that didn't. Since Hugh died, male interest in a thirty-something, narrow, freckled redhead with a teenage son had been distinctly lacking, even after the grief backed off and she began to be able to give thought to the idea of. Billy was climbing around on some big rocks to get up higher so he could cast further. The next thing I know, he’s laying on his side and screaming in pain. His dad thought he broke his arm so we took him to the emergency room where they confirmed it was broken. It took quite a while for them to cast it and let us go. They took me home and by then it was afternoon.When I got home, I saw my uncles truck parked outside as I went in. I was on my way to change when I heard rather loud moaning. Her slender body and small breasts made her appear younger than her twenty years. She had a youthful vigor and a quick, sly smile that could melt even the hardest heart."I just bought the same shirt as you." She pulled a T-shirt out of a plastic bag. It had the logo of the rock group 'The Who' on it."Oh cool, you a Who fan too?" I asked."Yes." She answered.We began conversing and found out we had similar musical tastes. She told me her name was Cindy and she lived in the next town with her.