The advantage to being out on an Internet date versus just going to a bar was obvious. I did not have to bother to go through the whole hook-up phase,...trying to impress a woman with the first few uttered words. That initial step was already behind me and there was no need for any type of misguided pickup lines. If everything was ok, one was just ready to move forward and hopefully do IT. Of course, the caveat is that if you do not like the person from the dating website, you cannot easily. I looked down the road and could see that the shuttle would be there in about five minutes. I pleaded with them for a ride and they told me not in those wet clothes. Reluctant to strip the said ?well maybe there’s something to wear in Mary’s (his wife) bag here?. They pulled out a pink thong with the shuttle coming I had no choice but to strip and put it on and they let me in between them. Embarrassed I was covering myself and my professor said ?Ed what else does Mary have in that bag and he. There would be talk ... snide, unpleasant talk.”“Why?” I asked.“People would assume I got myself a trophy wife,” he said. “Or they’d assume you were a gold digger, after my money.”I blinked. I had never really thought about “his money.”“By the time you’re the age I am now, I’d be fifty-five,” he said. “You’d be in the prime of your life, and I’d be slowing down and getting old.”“That’s almost twenty years from now,” I said. “That’s a whole lifetime away!”“For you, yes,” he said. “But for me,. She stayed in there while I waited for Erica to come home. I could hardly stand the wait. When she arrived I grabbed her hand and rushed into the bedroom. My erection hadn't gone down and it'd been almost two hours. I was going to get some pleasure now from Erica. With glee she tossed her clothes off, and I did the same. My prick was raging. "Get down, Erica. Get on your knees. Come on, little girl. I need this, Erica. Suck my cock. Suck it now!" She hadn't done this before. Our sex lives was.