My dick was still leaking cum so I put on the boxers to block the flow. Then I picked up Kate’s white night shirt and brought it to her. She tossed ...he wet mass of TP in the garbage. It was soaked with Kate’s juices and my cum. She took the nightshirt from me and put it on. Her nakedness disappeared and she became young Kate again. I felt sad and very tired and strangely ashamed of the old, hairy body that Kate had just been riding. I also began to feel the creeping terror of worrying whether. “It is now just after twelve thirty could I make an appointment for two this afternoon”, he asked.“Of course” she replied. “Just drive around the back and come in the back door. Oh! What is your name?” she asked. He told her and then the conversation ended.He parked and knocked on the door that was almost hidden behind a trellis in which an attractive vine was climbing over. She answered and for a second he was taken back, she was not that attractive, quite plump but her welcome was. Maybe he was not quite as big as my ex, David, but it was fun and very exciting to be screwing someone brand new. Every guy is different. When he was finished with me, he told me how great I was and we hugged and kissed again. Then he helped me put on my panties and skirt. I thought he was a pretty nice guy.It was still way too early to leave. I was still a little tipsy from the wine when we casually wandered back into the party crowd. I could see my young marine friend telling his buddies. “It was amazing! And yes I had a dream of you.” “How could it be amazing?” James asks. “I wasn't there to fuck you.”Not surprised by his statement, “well Charlie knows how to take care of me when I need it.” Which is true. Charlie could make me feel more like a women. When his cock is inside me, I don’t have to think or worry about the world. He makes me feel like the world around me stops. Which is an amazing feeling. “That can’t be all the time if your fantasy, is to sleep with me?”.