I’m feeling alive for the first time since my wife’s death. As I start washing off all the lather I notice movement through the glass shower scree.... I must admit my dick tingled at the thought that Jo might have come to give me a ‘hand’! As I’ve finished I open the door to find Jacky, fully clothed, rolling a bath towel and placing it on one already there. She smiles at me as I say, “I’ll need a towel.” She passes me a dry face cloth, 6 inches square! Drying my face I suggest that ‘it’s not big. They took my credit card number which I knew by heart and was promised the delivery the following morning. By the time all was done that needed to be done, it was time for dinner. I was sat down at the kitchen table with a glass of wine while they got dinner ready and when it was over. I stayed seated with a cup of coffee while they did the washing up. When back in the lounge, I sat down of the sofa while Bernie turned on the television to try and find the right buttons on the remote to get. So much for solidarity and sisterhood. I closed my eyes and let the music move me. I felt so sexy and alive, like my body was meant for this moment.A stranger danced up behind me, his hands slid around my waist. He pressed his hips against my ass and began to move with me, our bodies in rhythmic unison. I slid my hands over his and rested my head back on his chest. His smell was intoxicating, like Polo cologne and whiskey. I turned my head slightly to get a look at him, he had dark hair and. Anne wrapped her legs around my waist as I pummeled her with more quickening strokes. The bed was groaning and the legs were thumping on the floor. Our love-making was at a level I never dreamed of. Then I pulled her over until she was on top. The moonlight was cascading through the window, and was highlighting her large, milky white breasts, that were bouncing as she moved back and forth like an arobic workout. This sight would be etched into my mind forever. As I lay there, I was so taken by.