My version is an answer to Ohio's version "Loving Wife Dies: Painful Truths". These stories are on LIT in LW hub ... My special thanks to chilleywille... for making me write something. My story contains ANR sex. The reader can find information about ANR on the net. My story has not been edited, so I am sorry for my mistakes.Max was a sixty-four year old retired man and he assisted his sick wife, Martha. He went to the hospice every day to strengthen his wife with his presence. She was in the. His lips were spread in a lecherous smile."Come on Nilu, take off your clothes and join me." He winked at me. "We'll massage each other the entire night."I watched him incredulously. I was still unable to believe what was happening."I... I..." I didn't know how to ask him. My mind was perplexed with the course of events. "What is this?"Father-in-law gave me a lecherous grin. "I told you in the morning... Adeel will never stop you now. I've explained everything to him."I stared at him. And now, we were surely headed to bed with each other. No doubt about it.He took my hand and led me into his bedroom where he sat on the bed and pulled me to him, taking my left nipple in his mouth and his left hand up on my right breast. My hand went down to fondle his cock which was so insistently pointing at my midsection, my preferred destination of every penis I had ever known.In a minute, he pulled me to the bed, tugged my panties off, got up over me, spread my legs wide and began licking. "And for you?" His dark eyes gleam at me with mischief. "My usual please, it's called the Blow Job." I'm not sure why but my cheeks heat up and I can't help but smile sexy at him. Damon's eyebrows reach into his hairline and we burst into giggles. "A Blow Job After Sex coming up...and you do know how to drink that properly correct?" He asks me. "Watch and find out." I couldn't help but flirt back. He nods and goes to make our drinks; while Mimi gushes to me. "You flirty, sexy bitch! I cannot.