” ‘Yeah, just a story,’ she thought, her breathing still not fully regulated. ‘Jim’s so loving and attentive. How could one silly story f...om a thoroughly maddening man I haven’t seen in 20 years give me the most amazingly intense orgasm in… well… in 20 years?’ “Ok,” he typed. “It didn’t make you wet even a little bit?”“It was just a story. Why is it so damned important to make me wet all the time?” she typed, as she once more began to get wet. For some reason, all he had to ever do was. I licked the sneaker everywhere, the top, the side, the back andthe front. I ran my tongue over the air holes on the side even thought thesmell from them was gross. I could tell this was really turning Sandra on asshe started to squirm on the couch a lot and I saw through the corner of my eyethat she was starting to play with herself."I can't wait any longer Dave, I want you to lick and kiss my pussy". "Mypleasure", I replied.Sandra stood up and told me to remain on my knees as she liked men. I'm just starting to imagine her lifting up the bottom to show me when she says, "I have a surprise for you. Come say hi in the living room when you're done here." Then she turns and tiptoes down the hall as I ogle her sweet, round butt.I hurry to grab some fresh shorts and a T-shirt from the basket on top of the dryer and change my outfit before taking the groceries into the kitchen and putting them away. I wash my hands again, and as I turn off the tap I hear Maia talking to someone. Must be. She said that he had gone back to his own home to make the changes necessary for me to go and live with him, he was organising everything. Well that was definitely Robert I thought, taking charge, but it felt good that at least somebody cared. At first I didn't really grasp everything about it but as the nurses and doctors gradually filled me in my future life darkness descended. I had recently divorced my wife (because of my sexual inadequacy) and was now alone in the world, I seriously.