PART 1 It had been about a year since my wife passed away.PART 1 It had been about a year since my wife passed away. A rough year. Being a single parent is no picnic, but we managed. I have a 15 year old daughter and a son who is 13 and they have been very helpful. One thing they haven't been able to help me with is meeting my sexual needs. When you've been married for 17 years like I was, you come to take some things for granted. Like the availability of a willing and able partner to share the joy of making love. Like I said, it had been a rough year. Until last week when things got better ... and worse. I had stayed home from work to do some things around the house that needed taking care of. Actually, it was sort of a "mental health" day rather than a vacation or legal holiday. The kids were in school, so I had the house to myself. About 9:00, I was surprised to hear the front doorbell ringing. Putting down my coffee cup, I went to answer it. "Hi Jim. Can I come in?" It was Cindy, who had been my wife's best friend. I couldn't imagine why she had decided to pay me a visit, but I also couldn't think of a good reason not to let her in. "Sure, come on in Cindy. Want a cup of coffee?" "That'd be great, thanks." I got her a cup of coffee and we went to the living room and sat down. I sat on the couch, she sat in my easy chair. It was a warm, late Spring day and she had on a pair of shorts and a halter top which did little to conceal the tight curves of her cute little body. |