He planned, saved, and invested well to live comfortably for the rest of his life on his pension and dividends from his substantial investments. During his days in the Corps, and girlfriend always a gentleman, he considered most single women in social settings as trouble to be avoided whenever possible, aside to satisfy a man’s hard-wired needs. He was content with this arrangement and enjoyed the freedom of being a bachelor. He had many amicable trysts; with shall we say “good time gals” and avoided the long-term relationship with the marrying types of women. Upon retirement, John moved back home amateur to the family farm to repair, remodel, and upgrade the building on the old homestead. The most labor-intensive was striping and sanding, staining and varnishing the wide-wood floors, woodwork, and trim inside the farmhouse. The remodeling was almost complete except for minor wiring and painting in three of the four upstairs bedrooms. The sparsely furnished rooms he was using were the kitchen, bathroom, and his bedroom; the rest were empty. In his bedroom was a king-size bed, and to John, it was a decadent, although a much-appreciated luxury. The new oak bed, matching dressers; Hudson Bay wool blankets, plus a thick and plush down comforter were a housewarming gift from his sister. There was Hardcore also a mint garage-sale oak and red canvas director’s chair he picked up for a song. He had a second-hand reading lamp beside a state-of-the-art shortwave radio on a perfectly good bedside maple table someone left at the curb. There was an old wicker laundry basket by the radiator. His grandmother’s maple Colonial kitchen table and chairs were in the kitchen. Most of what he owned, which isn’t much, was in storage in the small barn. Unfortunately, the new hot water tank’s heating element was defective, necessitating cold showers and boiling water on the stove for doing the dishes. John decided to return the tank, still under warranty, and install hot water on demand. John was restless that March, and he didn’t know why. He was finally home and back to his roots. He reconnected with many of his pov old classmates, friends, and neighbors who still lived in the area. John decided he needed a woman. His last was a month ago in Erie, PA, with a hot, buxom, redhead real estate agent, in her early thirties; Janet Stone, recently divorced. Janet was prime real estate to plow. He plowed Janet doggystyle that the entire weekend. Janet was also one hell of a cook and discreet. They both got what they wanted. I don’t tell; you don’t tell, and no strings attached. They had a mutual agreement. “Call me when you are in town, John,” and he did, he called her on Tuesday, confirmed their tryst, and planned to drive there for a weekend of carnal delight. Unfortunately, the County roads closed Thursday due to an intense lake effect snowstorm blowing in from Lake Ontario. It was colder than the proverbial witch’s’ womb, and visibility at times was down to inches due to white-outs. The next morning when I woke, I was less stressed, in a better place. Focusing on giving luxuries and comforts… we would crush them if not for those meddlesome bastards.” “We'll share her!” Caridad moaned, grinning at pov me. She rearranged her bedroom one Saturday, he wasn’t girlfriend watching but that evening when he logged onto the wireless camera he was momentarily disoriented by the location of the bed and furniture. The other one pushed me back on the couch and told me to lick her to orgasm, which I proudly did. It would not be long before he came and Leah couldn't think of a better thing to happen. Our mouths collide for some time, before our breath becomes despite for more air than what we've provided and we have to separate. I’m not a prick. Shelby and I were driving to a family reunion 800 miles from where Hardcore we went to college. “Nobody will force you to do anything you`re not comfortable with, and you know you can leave at any time. Emily's eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned so loud I doggystyle thought that she would amateur wake Amy. I returned the favor and we kissed and touched each other for a minute or so before breaking. This was the big decision for her. Just because it's so bizarre, and it's not something you find everything. Jill is on my mind.