“It would devastate me too, but that’s the real reason we wait. I want to do it right with her and that means free of any regrets. I want her firs... time to be perfect, a memory and an experience that is absolutely free of any negative after-effects.”“I can’t give you that kind of blessing. Certainly not at your age,” he said firmly.“I wouldn’t ask you to,” I assured him. “We’re not asking you to endorse everything we do, just to trust us to see it through together.”He grunted sourly and sighed.. He wasn't fully drunk but he was on the way when Gerry and Miranda walked in.He was drunk enough to let go of his inhibitions though, and it wasn't a great thing for our future. It was a hot summer evening, and Miranda was dressed accordingly. Like me she wore shorts and a sleeveless top. I think half of the women in the bar were dressed that way. But most of them, including me, weren't built like Miranda.Gerry let out a gasp as he saw her. His eyes bugged out of his head. He'd completely. My love went “in search of libidinous chat” on Lush, as she put it, and it wasn’t until midnight that we reconvened in the bedroom. We both retired at a low smolder, but gentle hugging and caressing ignited into a frenzy of passion as my red-haired beauty pushed me onto my back and rode me to several more orgasms before I made my final eruption of the day. She lay on my chest as our passion finally ebbed; and fell asleep there as I hugged her close to me. Neither of us heard the alarm go off,. It was a quiet day and after an hour discussing throughput procedures and engineering requirements, we quickly transitioned to a conversation about our sexual endeavors. After a while, I suggested that we go down to the snack bar and continue our conversation. Once there we sipped coffee and I waited until the only other employee present left the room. I started quietly asking a series of carefully selected questions. My questions gently probed the status of his sexual condition and I.