”“Neither was I,” he said, “and when you started going off the boil I put it down to you getting your jollies elsewhere, so I thought I’d do...the same.”“The reason I went ‘off the boil’ as you so succinctly put it,” she said, “was because I could see you were losing interest in me.”Looking puzzled he said, “What makes you think that?”“The lack of regular pokes in the back to wake me up, for a start,” she said, “along with sneaking off with your laptop to have a quick wank at some tart on the. I also asked if she would bathe, but use no bath oils, as I wanted to enjoy the scent of her, naked and ready for me. Again she agreed. Never before had I realized having the woman of my dreams would be so easy. As we chatted I noticed her pussy was becoming moist. Her inner labia began to protrude somewhat. She was becoming excited at the prospect of fucking me. Old enough to be her dad, but at the same time, doing her duty, to honor a man who desired her. I asked her how many men she'd had. Then one day susan during the summer my sister's friend, came over whilewe were outside riding our bikes. She didn't really laugh at me, she justasked why is your brother in a dress? My sister let the cat out of thebag and said, because he wets his pants and my mom is trying to make himstop. Susan just went ok and they went into the house and left me sittingon my bike. But i was so embarrass, that i sat down and cried. I went into the houseand told my mom, please don't make me wear diapers. We got to the complex and Milena stopped in front of my apartment. I had to force myself not to jump out of her car the instant it was stopped. I knew what was wrong with Jordan and that she would be okay. What I didn't need was for Milena to think ill of me. I took a deep, calming breath, and looked at her. She leaned across the console and kissed me. I returned the gesture, putting more into it than I really felt at the moment. She pulled back and waved me out. "I have work to do. You should.