‘I mean what do you think about me? Right now naked in front of you,’ she said, tilting her head to the side. My eyes widen in shock. ‘Ms. Wilde...��’ ‘Don’t be shy. You weren’t shy when you were peeking in on me.’ I was speechless, I had no comeback or an excuse. I was too shocked to do anything, but stand here and stare at Olivia. ‘Do you want to fuck me Troy?’ She said with a growing smirk. ‘I think it’s time that I leave you be…’ I said before getting cut off. ‘Answer me. Do you want to fuck. "Jason arrived home just before midnight, happy with the knowledge that his family had gone to bed. In the fridge, he found a plate of leftovers from dinner, but no note or anything. It seemed like his parents weren't even comfortable with one-way communication. He ate the food cold and went upstairs. His evening with Christi hadn't been as restful as he had hoped; he had been unable to take his mind of the escaped bookstore manager. As he entered the bathroom to brush his teeth, the activation. " She actually patted the fat thing as one might a dog."Really," I said, startled and stimulated.She nodded. "The men I have been with, the English and their friends in the city, old men mostly, one was seventy-something, they have not been able to," she stroked my shaft in an exploratory manner, "to penetrate me, to have successful relations, at least not to my satisfaction. You understand? They seem to enjoy themselves, most do, but not I." Say more," I said, covering her prying hand atop my. ’ ‘But it’s so good?’ I pouted with a mouth still full of food. This made her laugh even harder and I could see her eyes start to water. She stood up and forced my plate and fork from my hands. ‘Give me that before you kill yourself,’ she giggled. I watched her walk back into the kitchen, feeling for the first time in a long time those heartstrings of mine being plucked in a pleasant manner. I knew I loved my wife, but I was now realizing that I hadn’t really been actively enjoying that.