I had used that picture on many a night, looking forward to the day when I would actually see Karen in the flesh. I had once told her that I did this,...and she said that she was flattered! I made arrangements to stay at a nearby hotel, planning the evening with meticulous, almost obsessive care. I was determined to minimize the chances of anything going wrong. When I arrived at the hotel, I immediately stripped the bed, neatly folding the expensive cotton sheets and storing them in the closet.. Within seconds I was cumming and squirting. My body shook and pulsated as a huge orgasm ripped through it. My whole body was covered in sweat, as I flopped down onto the bed. My pussy walls squeezed and throbbed at the dildo, as my orgasm ebbed away. I lay there, panting, excited at the possibility that I was soon to have all my sexual desires filled. Weeks passed, and nothing was mentioned about our breakfast table conversation. Life carried on as normal. Then one afternoon my phone rang while. I sidled next to her, and insinuated my arm over her shoulder, preparatory to drawing her close, and beginning my (or so I thought) smooth seduction of this precious morsel.She did not appear impressed with my smooth moves. Drawing my hand off her shoulder and over her head, depositing it in my lap with all the enthusiasm she might display handling a dog turd, she sat upright, and turned to me.“I thought that you and my mother had decided that you were not interested in fooling around. You and. " I reminded her that she had told me she's been married 12 years and grew up with 3 brothers. She said, "Mike has gotten a bit frustrated in the past five years since we've been unable to conceive. We might go two months between having sex and I've got to initiate it at that." "What a waste!" I told her. "How so?" "If I were married to an attractive woman like you, I'd be tearing that thing up every day and twice on weekends!" She smiled and said, "Somehow I'm not surprised. So come on now,.