Like so many of my sex buddies, Bob was married and hetero but just couldn't get enough so over time he relented to having sex with men at adult video...stores. I think there is a point in a virile man's life that gender just doesn't really matter. You just a need a warm body to be with.Bob and I had sex sparingly at video places and his home when his wife was gone. But there was a space of time where I had not heard from him. He ended up having health issues then had to live in a retirement home. The girl ran up to the door “Jeff! It’s me!” It was Mike’s ex. I didn’t remember her name... still don’t. I hadn’t recognized her- her hair was different, longer and lighter than I remembered. “Whatcha doing down here so late?... Could I use your bathroom?”I invited her in and led her to the ladies restroom. I couldn’t tell if she had been drinking, or maybe high, but she seemed overly bubbly and full of smiles. When she came out, she walked up close to me- closer than I expected. “Are you. Occasionally I would reach over and brush her left thigh with the back of my hand which would elicit a quick giggle. Out on the highway, the rumble of the big dual exhaust pipes quickly drowned out the radio. I reached over and turned it up. ‘Wild Thing’ by The Troggs was playing, a song which was a big hit that year. Debbie and I both really liked the song. “Wild Thing. You make my heart sing. You make everything groovy.” I reached over and stroked her chin as I mouthed the words. Again, she. I took this as a sign, and asked him to accompany me for a walk along the beach. Up and down the length of the beach we walked, twice. After which we settled down in the sand, sitting and talking, about nothing and everything. I discovered his deepest secrets, and he mine… finally he told me that he had a confession to make… over the past week he had begun to feel really strongly about me, we had been just friends before, but this shared vacation deepened it, took it to another level. I was.