"In the bedroom," she said, "I'm finishing something up that you might enjoy seeing." I stopped as I entered the bedroom. Gina was spread eagle on the...bed. Her beautiful pussy visible from the door. Her black pubic hair was trimmed to extenuate her olive-skinned labia. She was masturbating. I watched as her hand pushed urgently up and down her groin, faster and faster. Her breathing was deep her nipples dark and fully erect. She watched me watching her and arched her back and climaxed. Her. " Yes, you can. Let's do it. Come on, polish your toenails and we'lljust try it tonight and if we like it, decide what to do next tomorrow.Come on." I don't believe I'd ever seen her so playful, so I gave in,sort of."Tonight only, and if it isn't fun I can take it off tomorrow?" Yep. But it's going to be fun, just wait." She reached over andstroked my head.So I did. I took off my tennis shoes and socks and polished my toenailsthe same color as Mom's. We spent the rest of the evening. At least not back then, that is.I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’d had girlfriends, and then a wife, and a second wife. But now I realise that if I’d put my mind to it I could have fucked more pussy than is decent.By my early fifties I’d stopped even trying to catch the eye of pretty girls — or halfway decent older women for that matter. I can’t remember the actual year women stopped looking back when I gave them the eye but stopped they had.Then one day, when I was fifty-one, I had the shock of. " I love you, Daniel."Three weeks later, most of the men got drunk at the big party in town, as the Reverend joined a man and woman in holy matrimony and they became Daniel and Esther Sanders. Daniel eagerly wanted to go home and make love to his new bride, but the partygoers demanded the couples' attention. They dared not refuse the revelers or they risked the chance of an interruption during their first physical union.Late that night, Daniel and Esther finally traversed home. Esther fell.