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HER: "I went to The Distillery in Old Bluffton. It's known as a meat market. I took a seat at the bar at the end and put my walker around the corner so it wouldn't be seen. I ordered a drink and waited. Sure enough within only a few minutes I had a hit. We sat and talked for a few minutes and he asked what I was after. I told him cock. He was a bit shocked and offered his. I accepted. He said it was early and I told him a car quickie would work. So I grabbed the walker and told the bartender I'd be back, to hold my drink. He looked at me sideways and I assured him not to worry. We went to his car around the corner on Calhoun. I parked the walker outside the car and we got in. He had his cock out in seconds and I was on him as quick. It only took a few minutes before he blew his load and I swallowed what I could. He said thanks and I exited, took the walker and headed back to the bar, sure enough the bartender kept my seat. The place was filling up a bit. He handed me a napkin and told me to wipe my chin. I said thanks and told him I was out of practice."
ME: "Holy shit."
HER: "This wasn't easy for me. It's been 30 years since I pickup a guy, since I went to a 'meat market' for a hookup. I was in my 30s now I'm in my 60s, my firm ass has dropped, my firm boobs are sagging, and my zipper is now a do-lap. I'm way overweight even after loosing 40+. There's gray not brunette under my blonde. And the walker doesn't help my self-esteem and might be a turn-off."
ME: "So you did this to what? Boost your ego, to feel natter about yourself, to fell wanted?, For what?"
HER: "None of that crap. Simply put, to get laid, to have sex."
ME: "But I'm here!"
HER: "Yup, you are. Same thing over and over. Boring."
ME: "Wow. Boring."
HER: "You can't help it, no one can. Same old, same old. When you can wake up with a new cock, then it won't be boring."
ME: "That hurts."
HER: "I told you it's Pandora's box. I didn't say that to be mean or hurtful and I know it came out that way. But the same thing over and over is boring. I doesn't make a difference who it is, and I'm sure I'm boring to you as well. It can't be helped it's just the way it is."
ME: "So you got lucky, got a couple of guys to have sex with you. Now what?"
HER: "Lucky? Generally guys don't care who their dicks are in as long as it's warm and cozy they don't care if I'm 30 or 60. So it's not luck it's human nature."
ME: "Wow, how come you've never said this kinda stuff before?"
HER: "I have, just not to you."
ME: "Girl talk?"
HER: "Yup."
ME: "Now what?"
HER: "There's more. The bartender asked if I was a pro, I told him no, just horny. A few minutes later another guy came over and said the bartender sent him. We chatted and he let it be known that he was looking to hook up. I let it be known that I was his girl. He paid the bar tab and we left. He also gave me sideways looks at the walker and I assured him as well that things are OK. I followed him to the car, then his and followed him to his apartment off Bluffton Parkway. We went to his bedroom, we both stripped fast and got into the bed. He was on me in an instant. He took out a condom and asked if it was OK I told him if he wanted, that bareback would be OK as well. He took me up on the bareback offer and got on top of me and in slid in very nicely. I was wetter than I had thought. He was circumcised and about your size. We fucked for a while until he said he was ready to cum. He asked where and I told him right where he was and he filled my pussy. When done he withdrew and rolled off of me. We laid there for a while, then I got up and got dressed and came home. When I got home I got into bed with you. You reached down and felt a very wet pussy and said you must be really excited you're so wet. I lied and told you I was, but way too tired to do anything. You jerked off and we went to sleep."
ME: "I remember it well it was only a few days ago. But I didn't know you went to have sex."
HER: "That great philosopher one said 'be careful of what you ask for you may get it'. Well you asked and you're getting it."
Note: I was hard as a rock as she told me the story.
ME: "I'm not sure this is what I was after."
HER: "Too late now. The rabbit's out of the hat."
ME: "Did you orgasm with these guys?"
HER: "The blow job no, the fucking yes."
ME: "Did you recognize anyone there?"
HER: "Yup."
ME: "Did they recognize you?"
HER: "Yup."
ME: "Fuck. Did you tell Gayle?"
HER: "Not yet."
ME: "How much are you gonna tell her?"
HER: "Just enough, like she tells me."
ME: "And Jack?"
HER: "Not in my control."
ME: "I rather you not tell Gayle."
HER: "Oh well, that's the way it goes."
ME: "Guess we'll see."
HER: "Thursday was a bit of a repeat. I didn't go the clubhouse. I went back to The Distillery. Same bartender, same seat. This time he sent a guy over. We went to the minivan he was driving, he said it was his wife's, he fucked me in the back. I exited it full of cum and some guy had been watching. He asked if he was gonna get any also. I told him sure and went to his car. The car was way too small, so I gave him a hand job. Went back to the bar. The bartender asked me what he gets if he keeps feeding me men. I told him whatever he wants. Sure enough he sent a guy over to me who I then left with. We went to his mobile home off Squire Pope Rd and we fucked on the deck, on his picnic table. He was uncircumcised, not my favorite, but was thick as I like. When we were done I went back to the bar and told the bartender we'll get together soon."
ME: "Without including me?"
HER: "Yup. You opened Pandora's box and now it's wide open. Don't worry I told the bartender that I was married and that you might join in, He was OK with it."
ME: "I have no idea where we're going with this. I feel as if I've lost control. As if I'm an outsider to it all. I'm not included."
HER: "Of course you're included. I'm telling you now there's your inclusion."
ME: "I'm calling snark.
HER: "Sorry."
ME: "To me that's not inclusion."
HER: "To a certain extent you are an outsider and to be real you never had control. It's my body, my pussy and I'll use as I wish, it's my decisions not yours, and I want it used. I'm 65 now and I when I get to the final box I want someone to look at me as say how well fucked I look. I don't know where this is going either. So let's take this ride to wherever together."
ME: "We're a partnership, I need to be involved, to be included, to be part of the team, after all this is team sport."
HER: "I love you and don't want to leave you out. But be prepared for a wild ride. I've have decided to do my best to get rid of my anger and get our sex life where it belongs, unfortunately your ED issues will be an obstacle. If that doesn't work the options aren't real good."
ME: "I'm not into humiliation. If that's your plan we're done."
HER: "No it's not my plan."
ME: "Well that's what it feels like."
HER: "It's been a long time since I haven't been angry with you. And this whole thing has got me mixed up."
ME: "This is team sport. I must be involved. You going out without me being involved in some way, setting up dates and pickups without me being involved is not gonna work."
HER: "Pandora's box. You opened it."
ME: "We need to set rules, boundary's, limits."
HER: "Like what?"
ME: "OK, for starters:
1 I need to know before hand
2 I may arrange it
3 I may be present
4 I may participate
5 I have the right to say NO
6 And then there's the kissing
HER: "Those are pretty demanding rules from an outsider."
ME: "And there's the rub, I need to be an insider."
HER: "And what's the deal with kissing anyway?"
ME: "Too intimate."
HER: "You are joking, right? A strange guy has his dick in me, he cums inside of me and you think kissing is too intimate? Really?"
ME: "Yes, really."
HER: "I'm not sure I'm on board with your rules."
ME: "There may be more, this is a start."
HER: "Like I said, I'm not sure I'm on board with your rules."
ME: "Then maybe we need to call it quits."
HER: "Quits, already, we just started."
ME: "I mean us, our marriage."
HER: "That's pretty drastic."
ME: "Our 'new lifestyle' is pretty drastic. And as a point of reference, you don't know if I enjoyed it."
HER: "Yeah I do, you may not have said it but a 2nd session told me and you still talking after I told you about last Tuesday & Thursday spoke volumes."
ME: "I need to be involved. PERIOD!"
HER: "Last month our marriage was foremost. Now after you got me back into this and I am on a very high high, my new sex life is on a par with our marriage for importance. So be careful of what you ask for."
ME: "This conversation isn't going well for either of us."
HER: "No it's not."
ME: "Let's sleep on it, maybe I can soften my rules and you can be more receptive."
HER: "OK that sounds reasonable. It's getting late, I need to shower and get some sleep."
ME: "We'll continue before the weekend."
HER: "OK, we'll talk again."
ME: "I've heard that before."
HER: "You'll just have to trust."
ME: "I'm having difficulty doing that. You just had a handful of guys deceitfully without me."
HER: "Yes I did, you'll just have to trust."
She left the room went in to shower and we were done talking, at least for now. I masturbated while she showered.
I'm not a happy camper, this isn't how I imagined things. I feel like I'm on a bus that I'm not driving.
HER: "I went to The Distillery in Old Bluffton. It's known as a meat market. I took a seat at the bar at the end and put my walker around the corner so it wouldn't be seen. I ordered a drink and waited. Sure enough within only a few minutes I had a hit. We sat and talked for a few minutes and he asked what I was after. I told him cock. He was a bit shocked and offered his. I accepted. He said it was early and I told him a car quickie would work. So I grabbed the walker and told the bartender I'd be back, to hold my drink. He looked at me sideways and I assured him not to worry. We went to his car around the corner on Calhoun. I parked the walker outside the car and we got in. He had his cock out in seconds and I was on him as quick. It only took a few minutes before he blew his load and I swallowed what I could. He said thanks and I exited, took the walker and headed back to the bar, sure enough the bartender kept my seat. The place was filling up a bit. He handed me a napkin and told me to wipe my chin. I said thanks and told him I was out of practice."
ME: "Holy shit."
HER: "This wasn't easy for me. It's been 30 years since I pickup a guy, since I went to a 'meat market' for a hookup. I was in my 30s now I'm in my 60s, my firm ass has dropped, my firm boobs are sagging, and my zipper is now a do-lap. I'm way overweight even after loosing 40+. There's gray not brunette under my blonde. And the walker doesn't help my self-esteem and might be a turn-off."
ME: "So you did this to what? Boost your ego, to feel natter about yourself, to fell wanted?, For what?"
HER: "None of that crap. Simply put, to get laid, to have sex."
ME: "But I'm here!"
HER: "Yup, you are. Same thing over and over. Boring."
ME: "Wow. Boring."
HER: "You can't help it, no one can. Same old, same old. When you can wake up with a new cock, then it won't be boring."
ME: "That hurts."
HER: "I told you it's Pandora's box. I didn't say that to be mean or hurtful and I know it came out that way. But the same thing over and over is boring. I doesn't make a difference who it is, and I'm sure I'm boring to you as well. It can't be helped it's just the way it is."
ME: "So you got lucky, got a couple of guys to have sex with you. Now what?"
HER: "Lucky? Generally guys don't care who their dicks are in as long as it's warm and cozy they don't care if I'm 30 or 60. So it's not luck it's human nature."
ME: "Wow, how come you've never said this kinda stuff before?"
HER: "I have, just not to you."
ME: "Girl talk?"
HER: "Yup."
ME: "Now what?"
HER: "There's more. The bartender asked if I was a pro, I told him no, just horny. A few minutes later another guy came over and said the bartender sent him. We chatted and he let it be known that he was looking to hook up. I let it be known that I was his girl. He paid the bar tab and we left. He also gave me sideways looks at the walker and I assured him as well that things are OK. I followed him to the car, then his and followed him to his apartment off Bluffton Parkway. We went to his bedroom, we both stripped fast and got into the bed. He was on me in an instant. He took out a condom and asked if it was OK I told him if he wanted, that bareback would be OK as well. He took me up on the bareback offer and got on top of me and in slid in very nicely. I was wetter than I had thought. He was circumcised and about your size. We fucked for a while until he said he was ready to cum. He asked where and I told him right where he was and he filled my pussy. When done he withdrew and rolled off of me. We laid there for a while, then I got up and got dressed and came home. When I got home I got into bed with you. You reached down and felt a very wet pussy and said you must be really excited you're so wet. I lied and told you I was, but way too tired to do anything. You jerked off and we went to sleep."
ME: "I remember it well it was only a few days ago. But I didn't know you went to have sex."
HER: "That great philosopher one said 'be careful of what you ask for you may get it'. Well you asked and you're getting it."
Note: I was hard as a rock as she told me the story.
ME: "I'm not sure this is what I was after."
HER: "Too late now. The rabbit's out of the hat."
ME: "Did you orgasm with these guys?"
HER: "The blow job no, the fucking yes."
ME: "Did you recognize anyone there?"
HER: "Yup."
ME: "Did they recognize you?"
HER: "Yup."
ME: "Fuck. Did you tell Gayle?"
HER: "Not yet."
ME: "How much are you gonna tell her?"
HER: "Just enough, like she tells me."
ME: "And Jack?"
HER: "Not in my control."
ME: "I rather you not tell Gayle."
HER: "Oh well, that's the way it goes."
ME: "Guess we'll see."
HER: "Thursday was a bit of a repeat. I didn't go the clubhouse. I went back to The Distillery. Same bartender, same seat. This time he sent a guy over. We went to the minivan he was driving, he said it was his wife's, he fucked me in the back. I exited it full of cum and some guy had been watching. He asked if he was gonna get any also. I told him sure and went to his car. The car was way too small, so I gave him a hand job. Went back to the bar. The bartender asked me what he gets if he keeps feeding me men. I told him whatever he wants. Sure enough he sent a guy over to me who I then left with. We went to his mobile home off Squire Pope Rd and we fucked on the deck, on his picnic table. He was uncircumcised, not my favorite, but was thick as I like. When we were done I went back to the bar and told the bartender we'll get together soon."
ME: "Without including me?"
HER: "Yup. You opened Pandora's box and now it's wide open. Don't worry I told the bartender that I was married and that you might join in, He was OK with it."
ME: "I have no idea where we're going with this. I feel as if I've lost control. As if I'm an outsider to it all. I'm not included."
HER: "Of course you're included. I'm telling you now there's your inclusion."
ME: "I'm calling snark.
HER: "Sorry."
ME: "To me that's not inclusion."
HER: "To a certain extent you are an outsider and to be real you never had control. It's my body, my pussy and I'll use as I wish, it's my decisions not yours, and I want it used. I'm 65 now and I when I get to the final box I want someone to look at me as say how well fucked I look. I don't know where this is going either. So let's take this ride to wherever together."
ME: "We're a partnership, I need to be involved, to be included, to be part of the team, after all this is team sport."
HER: "I love you and don't want to leave you out. But be prepared for a wild ride. I've have decided to do my best to get rid of my anger and get our sex life where it belongs, unfortunately your ED issues will be an obstacle. If that doesn't work the options aren't real good."
ME: "I'm not into humiliation. If that's your plan we're done."
HER: "No it's not my plan."
ME: "Well that's what it feels like."
HER: "It's been a long time since I haven't been angry with you. And this whole thing has got me mixed up."
ME: "This is team sport. I must be involved. You going out without me being involved in some way, setting up dates and pickups without me being involved is not gonna work."
HER: "Pandora's box. You opened it."
ME: "We need to set rules, boundary's, limits."
HER: "Like what?"
ME: "OK, for starters:
1 I need to know before hand
2 I may arrange it
3 I may be present
4 I may participate
5 I have the right to say NO
6 And then there's the kissing
HER: "Those are pretty demanding rules from an outsider."
ME: "And there's the rub, I need to be an insider."
HER: "And what's the deal with kissing anyway?"
ME: "Too intimate."
HER: "You are joking, right? A strange guy has his dick in me, he cums inside of me and you think kissing is too intimate? Really?"
ME: "Yes, really."
HER: "I'm not sure I'm on board with your rules."
ME: "There may be more, this is a start."
HER: "Like I said, I'm not sure I'm on board with your rules."
ME: "Then maybe we need to call it quits."
HER: "Quits, already, we just started."
ME: "I mean us, our marriage."
HER: "That's pretty drastic."
ME: "Our 'new lifestyle' is pretty drastic. And as a point of reference, you don't know if I enjoyed it."
HER: "Yeah I do, you may not have said it but a 2nd session told me and you still talking after I told you about last Tuesday & Thursday spoke volumes."
ME: "I need to be involved. PERIOD!"
HER: "Last month our marriage was foremost. Now after you got me back into this and I am on a very high high, my new sex life is on a par with our marriage for importance. So be careful of what you ask for."
ME: "This conversation isn't going well for either of us."
HER: "No it's not."
ME: "Let's sleep on it, maybe I can soften my rules and you can be more receptive."
HER: "OK that sounds reasonable. It's getting late, I need to shower and get some sleep."
ME: "We'll continue before the weekend."
HER: "OK, we'll talk again."
ME: "I've heard that before."
HER: "You'll just have to trust."
ME: "I'm having difficulty doing that. You just had a handful of guys deceitfully without me."
HER: "Yes I did, you'll just have to trust."
She left the room went in to shower and we were done talking, at least for now. I masturbated while she showered.
I'm not a happy camper, this isn't how I imagined things. I feel like I'm on a bus that I'm not driving.