She did bring a couple of guys home to meet me and they seemed nice enough and I began to think things might work out for her.One of the things that h...ppened when my wife died was that my sex life came to an abrupt halt. For a long time after the funeral I had no interest in sex at all, but eventually I started noticing the ladies again. I looked around to see about coming up with some feminine companionship and ran into one of the unpleasant truths of life. The older you get, the older you. She saw 40DD breasts that surely weighed way more than what she wanted them to. She saw an ass that filled out all her yoga pants, but still didn't meet the standards she wanted for her ass, but most of all, she saw a stomach that was no longer flat like it was in her teens. The only thing she seemed to like about herself was her eyes. They were a green hazel, that had two shades of green around the outside of her iris and beautiful amber spikes around her pupil. People who spent far too much. Again, remembering what the doctor said I told her “yes dear you can”. She said “ok, that is all I wanted to know”, Then she dropped the subject totally and went on to math problems. I was totally aghast by the whole topic. I must say I was glad I didn’t have to describe it for her. However, even though it is so wrong, I was starting to get some arousal. I didn’t want to continue the conversation for fear of my own embarrassment and guilt thoughts. I couldn’t get my mind off of the description. ’ ‘Your husband won’t touch you?’ I asked, touching her myself as I gently fondled her clearly enlarged breasts. ‘No, he thinks shagging a pregnant chick is dangerous. I’ve checked with my GP, I’m cool for another month.’ ‘Fair enough. Jacuzzi?’ ‘Nah, I’m too horny to wait. Sit down and get your knob out.’ I did exactly as she said, stripping the rest of my clothes off as she knelt down, got her bump all comfortable, and began sucking me off. Ten minutes later, I was returning the oral favour,.