He smiled and said, ‘yes, but choice do I have?’ ‘I said you could get a girlfriend or boyfriend’. To which he turned red again. I asked him w...en he had had sex last and he answered over 15 years ago. I immediately reached to his shorts, held his organ in my hand, but my other hand on his left cheek and told him,’ you poor man, I feel so bad for you, maybe I can help’ and before he could ask me how, he knew. His member was growing erect every second.My hand entered his shorts from below, on the. First on my little list was a lady I had seen only twice in my life, but both times her smile had been enticing. The bonus was that she had twin daughters with huge tits, round asses and grins that brought sinful thoughts to a man. Margo was actually my age. So her daughters, Martha and Mary, were in their thirties. Both still lived at home and were still unmarried. Interesting. This could be very interesting. The reason we had met so seldom was that they lived back East on Long Island. I had. This guy was a block of a man carrying a ten-year-old laptop—one from the era when you needed a really big lap, and he had one. I met him in the front office and he set the laptop on Riley’s desk.“Can I help you?” I asked.“Broken,” he answered shortly. I couldn’t quite identify the slurred accent on so few words, and he wasn’t volunteering to talk more.“I don’t repair computers,” I answered. “I can give you the names of a couple of repair shops if you’d like.”“No,” he said. He seemed to be. I came to a stop and as soon as I slid it into park I slid my hand off the wheel and onto her inner thigh. “mmm, finally.” She moaned without opening her eyes as she reached for my head and guided my lips to hers. I pushed aside her panties and massaged her clit while we kissed, then I sunk two fingers into her wet warm slit. Our tongues felt out each other’s mouth as she undid my pants and released my hard cock. She jerked me off rubbing my meat with her hands against her sweaty body.I.