He was on the way through town headed for the John Deere dealership thirty-seven miles away for a part for his old combine. Most farmers would be so a...gry they were shaking and shouting because of the breakdown. Don was upset, but accepted what the fates or, perhaps, Murphy threw at him. After all, he was alive, he had a wonderful wife who worked alongside him and helped him raise his two children. What more could a man ask for besides that, enough food, a place to live, and good friends? No,. "I agreed.Bowing her head as if she was almost ashamed of what she was going to say, she said, "I want to try sex with another man and that is all I want for my birthday."I pondered the words that I had dreamed about so many times. It was different actually hearing those words for real, rather than just in a fantasy. I told her I would have to think about it. My mind began to wonder back to that night at Betty's house three years ago and how turned on she got by just being naked in front of. His hard cock was laying on K’s left inner and her right upper thigh was covering the top of his dick on the top. B’s cock was now trapped between her shapely teenage thighs and it pressed up against her wet pussy slit. She didn’t move. Neither did he. He wanted to see what she would do. It took about a minute in this position before she did anything. Then he moved in closer to K’s head and whispered: “Are you awake baby? Can you feel my hard cock pressing against your wet pussy slit?” She. It had started with friendship and I didn’t think that it was going to become something more intimate that that. We use to talk mostly about her family and our day-today routine life at work and home.She was a little unhappy with in-laws and hubby. So our chit-chat was going on about these domestic issues and mundane things mostly at late nights. I use to be a good sounding board for her for all her feeling and thoughts. We use to discuss what she should try to make things better for her at.