"I know you can hear me. Listen very carefully. I have to leave now. Rest here for a while and when you feel stronger, go and clean yourselves up and ...hen wait here for me to come back. We need to talk. And thank you, my beauties," I added, "that was wonderful. You don't know how long I'd been waiting."Back at work I looked in at Fran's desk in the open-plan part of the office to let her know she would find a couple of guests when she got home. Her eyes widened as I told her briefly about the. “She is absolutely, one-hundred percent in love with you. Be careful with her."“I know, and I love her too, Caroline. I'll be the best boyfriend I can be to her”, I assured Caroline. She then gave me a little hug, her large, bra-covered breasts pressed up against my bare chest. I tried keeping my hips away from her so she wouldn't feel my wood poking her stomach.Megan was soon finished with her lap and headed down to our direction to rejoin our little game. I watched her the whole way, admiring. “Whew” she gasped, that one came quick too” I wonder if I have any more left in the tank”There was a pool of pre-cum at the base of my cock and all 5 inches were glistening wet with the clear liquid. The head was purple, I thought I would cum myself when Carol got off but magically I managed to not. I could see that Carol was losing interest in sex. She was wiping herself clean and yawning. She giggled at my state of affairs. She wrapped her hand around my turgid pole and squeezed. Pre-cum. A part of myself had died.After my wife's death, I was learning how to survive. I was still employed, in fact, my career was the only thing that made sense to me. The times when I would step into my home, those moments; I would become lost. I didn't know how to cook a meal...it had been many, many years since I had last stepped into a grocery store. I didn't know how to do my laundry, I had never loaded a dish washer; I was inept in knowing how to clean a home. My daughter began to teach.