My Neighbor's Wife

My Neighbor's Wife bypaydirt© I'm a 69 year old, married white male. This is a highly detailed account of my "True life" sexual relationships with two younger women. The main part deals with how I seduced a younger, married woman who happened to be my next door neighbor. We were eventually exposed. It ended her marriage, and nearly ended mine. I've been married for 44 years. I have 5 kids and 11 grandchildren. At age 62, I retired after running my own business for 30 years. Although I cheated, I've always loved my wife, and was faithful for 39 years. We enjoyed a very fulfilling sex life for many years. However, when my wife got into her mid fifties, she started losing all of her sexual drive. Although she was still affectionate with me, sex had become unimportant to her. Yet, it was the complete opposite for me. I still had a strong sex drive, so I began thinking of other women. I've always kept myself in great physical condition. Family and friends call me a "Health nut." So although I was in my early sixties, I was in tremendous physical condition. I still lift weights at the gym, and can run 10 miles. I still have a muscular chest and well-developed arms. I have a flat stomach, and my butt is still firm and muscular. People always say I looked ten years younger. I still got erections, and was still masturbating. This helped for a while, but I was still sexually frustrated. However, it wasn't until I was 63 that I first cheated on my wife. I still noticed women giving me looks at the beach, in the park, or the local mall. Some even openly compliment me when passing by. Clearly appreciating that despite my age, I kept myself in such great shape. Yet, it was a girl that I already knew that finally allowed me cheat. I met Lisa in a public park where I ran. Lisa was 19 and going to college. She was a roller blader, and we often crossed paths. I often caught her quickly looking me over as we passed. I couldn't help noticing her either. She was a gorgeous, brown eyed, long silky haired brunette. We had already become quite friendly. We always smiled and greeted each other as we passed. Soon we began to stop and talk before going on our way. At this point I was so sexually frustrated that I decided to see if she was interested in me. I started openly flirting with her. She returned my flirtations, and I felt there was a chance I could get her. She was renting a room from a family in a converted basement. We ran and played tennis together a few times and was picking her up and at her place. One time after giving me a beer, we started talking. I asked if she had a serious boyfriend. Lisa said she was dating several guys, but nothing serious. However, she didn't stop there. She then told me that she actually preferred more mature men. I then half jokingly said, "Well I'm certainly a mature man." She responded with a smile saying, 'Yes, and a very sexy one too." I immediately felt my cock getting hard. I decided to seize this opportunity. I responded by flatly asking her if she would ever have sex with me. She replied "Yes, I would." Surprised by her boldness, I just sat there silent. She then asked, "How about you? Would you want to have sex with me?" I simply stood up and pointed to the clearly visible bulge in my shorts saying, "Does this answer your question?" She smiled, and said, "Wow" it sure does!" She then said, "Let's go to my room?" With that, we got into her bed and made love. Sex with this girl was like a dream come true. We had sex about 2 times a week for about 5 months. Lisa couldn't get over just how much stamina I had for a man of my age. Unfortunately, the novelty of having sex with a much older man eventually wore off. She was still dating guys from college, and ended our relationship. Although I still managed to pester her into having sex a few times afterwards, she finally ended it for good. Although being able to satisfy my sexual needs with Lisa was great; it only left me wanting more. I couldn't stop thinking about her, and what it was like being with her. I'd drive by her apartment knowing that just a few months earlier, I was inside having sex with her. I had a difficult time accepting the she was no longer spreading her legs for me. Sex with Lisa was truly a wonderful experience. She had long, silky hair, which I just loved to play with and run my hands through. Lisa was very submissive in bed, letting me dictate the sexual positions. I loved having sex in her small bed. My favorite sexual position involved putting her legs up in a V position. I loved the way her thighs and calves felt resting against my arms. Lisa said she liked this position because she liked the way her legs looked in that position while watching in the standing mirror near the front of the bed. She would often assume that V position right at the start. I also loved hearing the slapping noise or bodies made when having sex. However, I especially missed having sex in the mornings. We usually always had sex before Lisa left for classes. My wife knew I liked running in a park about 15 miles away. So she took no notice of me taking the car. Lisa lived about 20 min away, so I usually left around 6:30 am. Our morning sessions usually lasted about 30 min. This way, she still had time to shower and get ready for class. Lisa knew I enjoyed sex in the morning, and never complained. So when Lisa ended our sexual relationship, I really felt it in the mornings. Making it even harder, were audiocassette tapes I had of us. I used to enjoy listening to the sounds of our love making on days we didn't get together. It was only after Lisa ended it, that I started thinking about my next door neighbor. I was 63 years old when I first cheated on my wife with Lisa. About 2 months into my relationship with Lisa, a new married couple moved in next door. Although I noticed the very attractive wife, I initially had no sexual thoughts about her. I was with Lisa, so I simply wasn't interested. So for the first few months, I was just a friendly neighbor. Rick was 40, and Karen was 35. They were married for 3 years, with no children. Karen had just come from a job interview when I happened to run into her at a local supermarket. She looked sexy, all made up. The skirt portion of her outfit was cut above the knees, revealing a great pair of legs and a great ass. I didn't even recognize her at first, but from that day on I started having sexual thoughts about her. Yet, she was a married woman. Why would she even consider having sex with her 64 yr. old next door neighbor? Yet, I sensed there were several circumstances working in my favor. Rick was in sales and marketing, thus he was always going away on business. I often heard the phrase "Rick is away" from Karen. My wife was even unwittingly giving me chances to be with Karen. By getting me to help Karen with some household job because "Rick, was away." It started driving me crazy knowing that Karen was often home alone. I realized that I could use Rick's absences to get even closer to her. I figured that despite being married, she might be lonely and thus vulnerable. So I decided to see what would happen if I tried flirting with her. So whenever I was alone with her I'd tell her how good she looked, or how good she always smelled. She always seemed genuinely flattered, and thanked me. However, I wasn't just being polite. I used words like sexy and hot. So why wasn't she telling me to stop? I took this as a good sign, so I started looking for ways to see her more often. I saw that she also liked to keep in shape, so I offered her the chance to go to a country club I belonged to. The club was fairly expensive, with a 2-year waiting list to join. As a 30-yr. member, I was able to let Karen and her girlfriend go as my guests. The club had a restaurant, bar, golf course, tennis and racket ball courts, a fitness center, spa, and pool. So Karen and I started spending time together at the club. I was always sexually aroused just being with her. Karen enjoyed using the stationary bike, so I started using it along with her. We also played tennis together, and we were going out to lunch. Since we really seemed to be getting along well, I decided to try seeing her in less public surroundings. So I called her up one afternoon just to talk. I eventually got her to let me come over to her house when we were not going to the club, and we'd talk over coffee or a beer. I used this opportunity to make even more aggressive advances towards her. She had reddish, brown hair, which she always wore up in a pony tale or bun when at the club. When I saw that her hair was now down, I told her I preferred it that way. I then got bold and stroked her hair briefly, while telling her it felt good. She smiled, and thanked me for the compliment. Later as I was leaving, I decided to try some physical contact. As she walked me to the door, I placed my hand on the small of her back. I only left it there for a few seconds before taking it away. I felt relieved when she didn't take any offense. So the next time, I again put my hand on the small of her back as walked towards the door. This time however, I didn't take it away so quickly and even kept it there as we talked briefly at the door before I left. This encouraged me. Not only wasn't she objecting to my verbal remarks, she wasn't objecting to physical contact. Yet, I still wasn't even close to having sex with her. However, at that point I was just trying to see how far I could go. A few days later I saw birthday cards on a table. I decided to use this to initiate even closer contact. So I asked if I could hug her. Initially she was hesitant, and asked why I wanted a hug. I told I didn't realize it was her birthday, and just wanted to give a hug to the birthday girl. She smiled saying "Sure, of course you can." So I embraced her, even telling her how good she felt. I then gave her a kiss on her forehead and wished her a happy birthday. She smiled saying, "Aww, thanks, that's so sweet of you." Her body felt so good, I couldn't resist asking for another hug a few days later. When she again asked why, I just said that I really liked her as a person, then jokingly added that I always liked to get hugs from sexy women. I was very nervous asking this, and figured she would politely refuse. So I was relieved when she laughed saying, sure, since you put it like that." This time my cock was fully erect, and I'm sure she must have felt it. So I was amazed at how long she let me hold her before breaking it off. I felt asking for a hug three times in a row was too much, so I didn't ask. So I was quite surprised when she turned to me as I was leaving saying, "What, no hug today? I smiled and quickly took advantage and embraced her. This time I put both of my hands on her lower back and pressed her closer to me. My cock quickly started getting hard. She let me hug her like this for almost 20 seconds before breaking it off. I also gave her a quick kiss to her forehead before she pulled away. These hugs were very exciting and important to me. She even started letting me hug her when I arrived, and again when I left. My wife had many activities keeping her busy, and Rick was at work. So I had plenty of opportunity to go over and visit. Since Karen wasn't objecting to my hugs, I made my next move. One day, I started massaging her shoulders while she was making lunch in the kitchen. Later, we were talking when the phone rang. I followed her into the kitchen, and while she was talking on the phone I put my hand on her lower back and started gently rubbing it. I was clearly taking a chance, but I still wanted to see just how far I could go. The conversation lasted about 5 min. As she hung up the phone, I was worried about her response. However she just said, "Thanks, that felt nice." So I started massaging her whenever I was over. My cock was always hard as I stood behind her massaging her shoulders or back. I felt there was no way she couldn't have felt my bulge against her. Yet not only wasn't she objecting, she kept saying, "That felt good, or that was nice." So I then made my boldest move yet. Usually if I came over before noon, she would be wearing a light, well worn, housedress. She usually didn't notice when some of the buttons along the front became undone. This allowed me to clearly see her legs, inner thighs, and even her panties as she walked around the house. I could even see her breasts if the top buttons came undone. So while looking directly down at the opening of her dress. I just came right out and said, "Mmmm, "I love your legs." Clearly embarrassed, she said "Oh God," and started closing up. However, I quickly reached down and stopped her. I then asked if I could get a better look. Instead of getting upset, she actually extended her right leg out slightly, giving me that better look. I ran my hand up and down her thigh a few times, telling her how smooth and soft they felt. After thanking me, I asked her if she would sit down and cross her legs for me. To this she replied, "What, you must be joking." I replied, "No, it's just something I'd really love to see." She reluctantly agreed saying, "All right, if it's really that important to you." She then sat down and crossed her legs like I asked. I again told her how sexy her legs were. She laughed, and told me, "Now you're just being silly." I then put my hand on her thigh just above the knee and I began rubbing her thigh and calf while again telling her how nice and smooth her legs were. She let me do this for nearly 30 sec. However, when I tried to slip my hand between her crossed thighs, she finally got annoyed at me. She immediately grabbed my hand saying, "OK, you've had your fun for today." She then quickly stood up, and fully buttoned up the dress. She then asked me to leave, saying she had to get ready to go out. I was afraid that I'd finally gone to far. However when I called the next day, she let me come over as if nothing had happened. So I felt it was safe to continue pushing the limits with her. We were standing in the kitchen talking over coffee. As usual, I moved close and started gently rubbing her back. However I then placed my hand directly on her butt. She was wearing the housedress. It was made of very thin material, so I could feel her entire butt cheek in my hand. I started rubbing her butt, and she just kept on talking. I rubbed her butt for nearly two-min before she finally moved away from me. When she then turned to face me, I thought for sure she was going to get angry. Yet, she just kept making polite conversation like nothing had happened. Encouraged, I then made another aggressive move. As she was washing our coffee cups in the sink, I stood next to her and again placed my hand on her butt, and told her how nice it was. Then even though she finished washing the cups, She just stood there and let me squeeze her butt cheeks a few times before moving away from me. I felt her reactions that day was very revealing. Everything I had tried before could have been conceived as playful flirting. However, my squeezing her butt was different. I was getting away with far too much. Yet on the other hand, she never initiated anything. Still it was obvious that something was going on here. Why wasn't she telling me to stop? I felt my earlier observations about Rick and Karen was correct. Rick worked long hours. So even when he wasn't away on a sales trip, he was at the office. I could appreciate this since I too, used to work 12-hour days while running my own business. I felt that Karen might not be satisfied with Rick. So I finally decided to express to her my desire for sex. We were sitting on the living room sofa talking. She was wearing low cut shorts. So I reached out and placed my hand on her thigh and started rubbing it. She didn't stop me, so I was slowly working my way up her thigh. She finally stopped me by gently pushing my hand away. I quickly placed my hand right back and continued rubbing. Karen then stood up and said she was getting a coffee. I followed her into the kitchen. As she was making the coffee, I stood behind her and put both hands on her hips and pressed myself against her. She let me do this for about 10 seconds before moving away from me. I then walked over and without asking, started giving her a hug. I put both hands on her butt and squeezed her butt cheeks a few times. She then gently, but firmly pushed me away. I then quickly put my hands on her sides, telling her how much I liked her body. She smiled, but again moved away from me. She then walked back to the living room and sat down on the sofa. I followed and sat down right next to her. I quickly put my hand on her upper thigh. When I tried slipping my hand between her crossed thighs, she quickly grabbed my hand saying, "Please stop it." I told her I couldn't help it, and that I loved touching her body. She replied, yes I know, but now your getting too carried away." I admitted this to her, and again placed my hand on her thigh. She got up, and walked back into the kitchen. When I followed, she really got annoyed and asked why I was acting this way. I said, "Oh c'mon, you know I want you. I've been coming on to you for months." Karen acknowledged this, but denied ever encouraging my advances. I told her she always let me get away with far too much. "You may not have initiated anything, but you've certainly never stopped me either." I then blatantly told her she wasn't getting enough sex and attention from Rick, and welcomed my advances. These words clearly effected her, because she didn't respond. I then walked over to her. I put my hands on her sides and told her I knew she wanted me. She just silently looked out the window as I told her how good a lover I was, and that we could be having great sex together. I then blatantly said, "You are sexually attracted to me, aren't you," After a few agonizing seconds, she simply nodded yes. I then kissed her on the lips. She briefly returned the kiss, but then pushed me away. Karen then said that she couldn't go any further with this. Although I was extremely disappointed, our relationship now entered yet another phase. Although we weren't having sex, she was now openly letting me touch her. I was now openly touching her legs and caressing her thighs. I was even lifting up her skirts to hold and squeeze her bare butt cheeks. She even let me cup her breast though her shirts and tops. Although I was getting sexual thrills touching her like this. Whenever I tried to initiate sex, she always told me she didn't want to risk our marriages. I just didn't understand why she wouldn't go all the way. The day I finally had sex with Karen began quite innocently. I was about to go on my early morning run when I saw Rick in his driveway. I could see Rick putting things into the back of his truck, so I walked up the driveway to see if he needed hand. He was going on a fishing trip. After helping him for a few min, he invited me in for a quick cup of coffee. We were inside talking when Karen came down the stairs. Clearly not expecting to see me, Karen was wearing a low cut nightshirt. It barely covered her butt, and I could clearly see most of her breasts. I was privately amused when she quickly buttoned up, and acted as if she hadn't seen me in a while. I noticed that Rick didn't seem to mind me seeing his wife this way. So I decided to attempt another very bold move. Rick went upstairs to get a few things. While keeping an ear out for Rick, I quickly placed my hand under her shirt, and put my hand on her butt cheek. I then I squeezed her butt and rubbed the back of her legs for about two min. Just as I thought, she didn't say anything. I stopped when I heard Rick coming back down. Rick thanked me for my help, then talked briefly with Karen before leaving. Rick didn't show any concern about leaving with me alone with his wife. So he clearly only saw me as a friendly old man. However, I clearly noticed some tension between Karen and Rick left. I looked like Karen was upset at Rick for going fishing on a day off. Seeing Karen looking so sexy in this shirt was just too much. So I decided to start pressing her even more aggressively for sex. So I immediately put my hands on her butt again and told her how sexy she looked in that shirt. I then pressed her to me and hugged her. Like always, she let me hug her. However when I started to unbutton her shirt, she quickly turned around and walked into the kitchen. She then asked if I wanted anything to drink, then took out some bottled water. I quickly approached her and put my hand between her thighs. However she quickly moved away from me without saying anything. I noticed that her hand was shaking slightly as she took a drink of water. I asked why her hand was shaking, but she didn't respond. So I approached her and put my hands on her hips. I then kissed her on the forehead. She then pushed me away while calmly telling me to please stop. I could see her hand was still shaking slightly as she held the bottled water. So I told her she was shaking because she was excited. I moved beside her, and began rubbing her thigh again. She let me do this for about 20 seconds before again moving away. I went to approach her yet again, but she quickly put up her hand and asked me to please stop. However I ignored her, and again put my hands on her hips and pressed her against me. She quickly pushed me away and snapped, "Stop crowding me like that." I again moved right beside her and began caressing her thighs. She still let me do this for a few seconds, before again moving away. Yet despite all this, she still stuck to her usual behavior. When I didn't immediately approach her again, She quickly went back to acting as if nothing had happened. She started talking about something she saw on TV. So I just started right back in on her. I stood beside her and slipped my hands between her thighs. She clearly grew annoyed at this saying, "Please, lets not start this again." I ignored her and kept rubbing her thighs. I then told her I desperately wanted to have sex with her. I assured that I didn't want to risk my marriage either, and that I'd keep it between us. I told her we'd only be having sex, and not running away with each other. I assured her that sex with me would be a pleasurable experience. I told her I knew she wanted me too, and that there was no reason to fight her natural desires. I realized that talking wasn't going to get her into bed, so I just took her by the hand and started walking towards the stairs. After taking a few steps, Karen said, "Just where do you think your we're going?" I simply responded, "I'm taking you upstairs to bed." Karen responded, "No, I'm not going to do this." I just ignored her and continued towards the stairs. Karen took a few more steps before saying, "Didn't you hear me, I'm not doing this." I ignored her, and while still holding her hand started up the stairs. She then pulled her hand away saying, "I'm not going upstairs with you," I quickly retook her hand and proceeded back up the stairs. As we climbed the stairs, she said, "Don't you understand? I don't want to do this." At the top of the stairs, she abruptly stopped. However instead of trying to get away or threaten me, she just said, "Please, stop acting like this." Yet her words only encouraged me. If she really didn't want to have sex, why wasn't she threatening to start screaming or call the police? Instead she was only putting up a mild protest. I didn't drag her up the stairs, kicking and screaming. I never physically threatened her at all. I then gently, but firmly put my arm around her waist and walked her into the bedroom. I then began undoing the buttons on her nightshirt. Karen responded in a clam tone saying, "Please, your not listening to me." I just ignored her and resumed undoing her shirt. I opened it up, revealing her bare breasts and panties. When I did this, Karen did something very interesting. She let out a long extended exhale, as if she was blowing on a hot bowl of soup. I took this as a clear sign of sexual excitement, so I slipped my hand between her thighs and began rubbing her pussy through her panties. I could tell that she was wet, and said to her, "Wow you must be dripping." I then said, "Now please, get in the bed." She refused and pushed my hand away, from her panties. I again told her to "Get in the bed." Again she refused. I then said to her, "Listen, I know you want to, so stop acting like you don't. Let's just do it once, if you don't like the experience, I'll never approach you about it ever again. Now, get in bed." She replied, "You're not going to take no for an answer, are you." "No, I replied, now get in the bed." Instead of refusing, she just stood there looking at me. I then knelt down and started removing her panties. To my surprise, she actually put her hands on my shoulders for balance and lifted each leg as I removed them. I then stood up and looked down at her now completely naked body. I then reached out and gently squeezed her clearly erect nipples. She responded by letting out another deep exhale. She then watched as I removed my shirt, then my pants. My cock was fully erect and sticking out underneath my jockey shorts. I then put my hands on her sides, and moved her closer to the bed. She then sat down on the edge of the bed and crossed her legs. So I removed my shorts, freeing my fully erect and throbbing cock. She then skirted over towards the head of the bed and lay completely on her back. I could hardly believe what was happening. She was naked on the bed, ready and willing for sex. I was so overcome with excitement, I just spread her I legs apart and positioned myself to enter her missionary style. However, she quickly stopped me, and reminded me that I wasn't wearing any protection. I was so worried that she might change her mind if I left to get some condoms, that I tried assuring her that I would pull out before I reached orgasm. Fortunately, Karen said she owned a diaphragm. Fearing that she still might change her mind, I was very anxious when she disappeared into the bathroom. Thankfully she quickly returned, and I watched as she lay down on the bed and inserted the diaphragm. Still extremely excited, I didn't even bother with any foreplay. I simply spread her legs and slid my cock into her. She responded by wrapping her legs around me, and we were then in the classic male superior position. I just humped her in this position until I reached orgasm. Unfortunately I was so excited, that I finished way too quickly. Only taking about 3 min before I reached orgasm. As I collapsed on top of her. I was immediately worried she'd think I was lousy in bed. So I quickly apologized to her for my performance, telling her that I was just too excited. However, I noticed that she was breathing deeply and her cheeks were flushed. So she must have enjoyed it. We lay together without talking for about 5 min. She then got up, grabbed her nightshirt, and went into the bathroom. When over 5 min went by and she didn't come back out, I went to see if she was all right. I found her in a guestroom down the hall. I noticed that she was silently wiping tears away. I then sat down next to her and asked if she was OK. I was very worried about her crying. Visions of her accusing me of rape suddenly popped into my head. However I was relieved when she said, "I never cheated on Rick before." I then put my arm around her and assured her that nobody would find out. I told her it was only sex, and wasn't anything to be ashamed of. I then told her to be honest and asked if she enjoyed it. When she said yes, I once again began pressing her for more sex. I began rubbing her thighs and I said, "OK then, lets go back to bed." To my surprise, she simply got up and walked with me back into her room. I was very pleased when she closed the door behind us. This showed she knew what she was doing. This time I performed better. Engaging in plenty of foreplay before entering her. I put her legs up in the same V position Lisa and I enjoyed so much. Despite having sex for a second time, it was only around 8:00am. So we lay in bed together until 9:00am, then I finally left. Neither one of us wanted to end our marriages, so we had to be very discrete. We felt doing it too often in our own homes was risky. So we mostly met in short-stay motels in our area. The affair lasted for nearly 5 months. Unfortunately, we were eventually caught. Yet it was my earlier relationship with Lisa, that actually led to our being discovered. Unknown to me, my wife had accidentally found those audiocassette tapes I made with Lisa. These were obviously upsetting to my wife. She hired a private detective agency to find out what was going on. The agency taped Karen and I meeting up at local motels. Out of anger towards Karen, my wife told Rick about our affair. My wife threatened me with divorce, and threw me out. I got a room in a motel. About two days later, I received a call from Karen on my cell phone. Karen said Rick became orally abusive towards her and also threw her out. She was clearly shaken by this, and I suggested she come over so we could talk about it. She agreed, and we spent hours talking. Karen stayed with me the whole night. However we didn't have sex, We just laid together in bed talking about what would happen next. Were both marriages over? If not, how long would it be until they took us back? In Karen's case, the answer came very soon. Rick wanted a divorce. Although my wife did not ask for a divorce, she wasn't going to forgive or forget. However, I quickly realized I didn't even want to get back with my wife. After all it was now Karen, and not my wife, with whom I was having an intimate sexual relationship. Karen was my lover and I wasn't about to give her up. However, I didn't have any sexual contact with Karen for the next two months. Karen was staying with a girlfriend while waiting to see what Rick would do. Meanwhile, my wife and I were barely talking. I got tired living in a motel room and moved into my own apartment. When Karen told me that Rick had officially filled for divorce, I asked her to move in with me. Karen accepted my offer despite her girlfriend's objections. My wife didn't know that Karen was staying with me. So when she finally called to talk, I didn't want to deceive her any longer. So I told her I was now living with Karen. To my surprise, my wife didn't get upset. Instead, she calmly told me that she would wait. She was convinced I was just going through a stage, and would eventually returned to my senses. So I now knew exactly were I stood. Although I still loved my wife, I now looked upon Karen as "My" woman. I had worked hard getting her, and I wasn't going to let her go just yet. So despite my wife's ultimatum, I had decided I didn't want to spend the rest of my life in a sexless marriage. Rick was able to prove Karen's adultery. So she didn't receive any alimony, and Rick was allowed to live in the house. So Karen and I settled down together. I made sure that Karen stayed with me by always giving her good sex. I always began by manually spreading her legs apart with my hands. I'd hold her legs apart either by her knees, calves or ankles. I'd then rub my cock against her thighs. I'd then slowly rub the head of my cock around the outside of her vaginal lips before finally inserting my cock. I'd then use long slow stokes, before eventually shifting to faster, shorter strokes. The point of holding her legs apart like that was to make sure Karen knew that she was "getting" it, and that I was in control. Karen also enjoyed using the Hitachi magic wand vibrator. So I always made sure to use it on her. As a result, she ended up saying with me for a lot longer that she initially planned. After about 10 months together, our relationship entered yet another phase when Karen became pregnant. We had always used protection. However as time went on, we started having straight, unprotected sex. Karen trusted my ability to pull out before reaching orgasm. However, the opportunity to ejaculate inside a woman without a condom is often too much for a man to resist. Clearly I was no exception. Unfortunately her pregnancy was not really a cause for rejoicing. Although we were together, our relationship wasn't one big happy romance. Our age difference was a problem. I might have looked great for a 66 yr. old, but I'd be 82 by the time our daughter reached 16. Karen didn't love me, so marriage was never an option. Karen had always made it clear that she didn't plan to spend the rest of her life with me. The relationship was almost entirely based on sex. I was with Karen because she was giving me sex on an exclusive, regular basis. Karen was with me because she was living rent-free and being taken care of. Although she never asked for anything I was also showering her with expensive gifts. I bought her several heart shaped, diamond or gold earrings, bracelets and pendants. I even bought her a car. I fully supported her during the pregnancy, and she eventually gave birth to a healthy girl. During her pregnancy, people always thought I was Karen's father. Yet, Karen never hesitated in telling them that I was indeed the father. Immediately after learning she was pregnant, I bought Karen a $5000 diamond ring. She accepted it, and allowed me to place it on her ring finger. I enjoyed helping Karen take care of our daughter. My Oldest daughter, who despite still being very upset with me, even helped Karen take care of her "half sister" when needed. Karen lived with me for over a year after the birth. Yet despite having a child together, Karen finally decided to move on with her life. I used my old contacts to help her find a job. She eventually moved out into a place of her own. Although I had bonded with my daughter, I agreed to Karen's desire to raise her as a singe parent. When our daughter was 4, Karen got engaged to another man. They married, and moved to another state. Karen has since had another child with her new husband. Karen still calls me, and sends me pictures of our daughter through the Internet. My wife would've no problems divorcing me. I had clearly cheated, then abandoned my marital obligations. Conversely, according to the laws in our state, my wife's sexual abandonment was also grounds for divorce. Yet my wife never officially divorced me. When Karen moved out, I told my wife that Karen and I were no longer together. However, I admitted that it was Karen's decision, not mine. So continued living on my own for another year. During this time, my wife and I gradually got back on speaking terms. However when our children saw this, they all advised her not to take me back under any circumstances. It was then that my wife admitted to everyone her feelings of sexual inadequacy towards me. Although she didn't excuse my infidelity, She did admit to completely shutting herself off sexually to me. She admitted that I had approached her many times about it, that she always refused to discuss it. My wife eventually took me back. However, my children still haven't forgiven me, and I'm still trying to get back into their good graces. In the end, my wife knew that I still loved her, and that I had always treated her well. After all, what else was my wife going to do? Start dating again, Get remarried? Yet after all this, she still made it clear there would be no sex between us. However she told me I could still be with other women. Although this would probably surprise most people, it was really a true sign of her love for me. She knew that I had worked hard to keep myself in great shape. For over 30 years, she enjoyed my body, and took pride in showing it off to all her friends. Now that she had finally come to terms with her loss of sexual drive, she saw no reason why I had to suffer. So despite now being 69 years old, I still manage to get much younger women. I've had sex with two other younger women since getting back with my wife. She knows about them, and true to her word, didn't object. My wife and I are still affectionate towards each other, and we are still married.