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Carla lay on the king-sized bed with her legs slightly apart. She was caressing her boobs for a little while before one hand slid down to her shaved pussy and began to play with her clit. Her young firm body was a sight to see and Kyle loved to watch her. He stood at the foot end of the bed looking down at his wife. She was thirty-five years his junior and some people gave them looks on the streets. He didn?t care, he loved her and cared for her.?Honey, come and fuck me. Don?t you see my pussy is wet and ready for you??Kyle was pulling at his cock but the darn thing wouldn?t get hard. He became frustrated and Carla noted it.?Oh, look at you, can?t even get an erection these days. What a useless husband I have. Maybe I should get myself a much younger one on the side. One that can fuck me until I come over and over again.? She ended with a giggle and then got out of bed. She could have played with his cock or sucked on it to help him out but she thought that if he didn?t get hard watching her, why should she put any effort into it. A man should always get hard was her idea of a real man.When she walked past him, she whispered. ?You are a pathetic excuse for a man, Kyle.?He stood by himself and heard how she closed the door to the guest room behind her. Kyle looked down at his limp cock and sighed. This was not the way he had thought things would turn out when he met Carla three years earlier. He put on his pajamas and went to bed. Her fragrance lingered in the sheets and he berried his head on the pillow wondering why he couldn?t get it up for her. He had morning erections but she didn?t like to fuck in the morning. When he watched porn he would be hard as a rock but with her, nothing.They had tried the pill but his heart began to beat so hard he thought it would bust through his chest and he got headaches afterward. They had tried to watch porn together and that didn?t help either. The fact that Carla would constantly comment on the dude?s dick and how big and hard it was didn?t make things any better. Carla never said a kind word to him, but he let it fly. He was seventy Escort and she was thirty-five. While they were dating she was kind and loving but once she had the ring on her finger the taunting began. Deep inside, he knew she had married him for money, and that was okay. He had no children so he couldn?t pass it on to them. Carla had worked as a barista when they met. He would go to the same coffee shop and there she was. Tall, dark-haired, with a big smile on her face and perfect teeth. That she was smart and funny made chatting with her while waiting so much better. She had asked him out and he had been surprised.During the first date, she explained that she had always preferred older men and that her last boyfriend had been sixty-five. She didn?t care about kids so that was one good thing at least. Kyle had worried that she might have wanted a couple. They would go on long walks and travel together. She quit her job and began painting as a hobby. Their life was good until they got married.Kyle woke up and the house was empty. He looked out the window and Carla?s car was gone. He decided to go and visit his old business partner Manny at the old people's home. Kyle wondered if he would end up in one too if Carla left him. He was healthy, active, and had his head on straight. He didn?t need any help around the house either. The only reason he might check into a home would be for the company of the other guests. He had no friends alive apart from Manny and he was on his last breath anyway.?How you holding up, Manny??His friend and previous business partner sat at a table playing cards with some of the other men at the home. Next to him stood an oxygen tank with a tube up to Manny?s nose.?Hi, what a pleasant surprise to see you. Let me finish this hand.? He coughed a few times and Kyle thought he would keel over right there and then.They sat down at a different table and Kyle went and got them two plastic cups of water from a dispenser.?I?m dying, the doctors can?t tell me exactly how long but I won't be around for Christmas which will save you some money not having Escort Bayan to buy me a gift.?Kyle smiled. Manny was always the joker of them. ?Sure, you will be around.??No, I don?t want to. I have been around for a long time and I want to go. I want to see Marta again.?She was his wife who had died ten years earlier in a stroke. That was about the same time that Kyle?s ex-wife had left him to go to a hippy commune in India and he had never heard from her again.?I?m sorry you feel that way. I will miss you, you know.?Manny patted his hand. ?We have made a lot of money together, fucked a lot of women, and drank a shit load of expensive booze. We have had an amazing life together. How?s Carla, still giving you a hard time.??Yeah, it seems to get worse every day.??Just divorce her, she gets some money and you can be in peace.??I?ve thought about it, but I don?t want to be alone until I die.?While they talked a pretty young woman came out from the office and began tidying up the lobby area. Kyle caught her eye and she smiled kindly at him and he smiled back.?Who?s that?? he asked.?Laura. She is the best nurse we have here. Listen to this, every morning when she wakes me up, she lets me touch her boobs. Not naked, but through her top.??Bullshit.??I swear to God. She lets all the men do it.??Why???Shit, I don?t know and I don?t care.?They talked some more and when it was time for his medicine and bath Kyle hugged his friend and left. On his way home he couldn?t take his mind off this nurse Laura. What an amazing woman she must be. He had never heard of a nurse letting her patience touch her.?Who was that you were talking to?? asked Laura while shampooing Manny?s white hair.He was naked in the bathtub and she sat on a stool behind him. She could see his wrinkled cock and she so much wanted to touch it and make it hard but not at work, never at work. Manny couldn?t leave so she would never have the opportunity.?That?s my best friend and old business partner, Kyle. He is married to this very young woman and she is a complete bitch.??How do you mean???Well, she Bayan Escort married him for the money and once she had the ring on her finger, she turned into a real asshole. I?m sure you are not interested in this but, she makes fun of him when he can?t get it up. Says she will find another man who can.??You don?t say.? Laura?s mind began to work. There was an opportunity here to make an old man happy.?Anyway, enough about Carla. Be careful I?m getting that fruity shit you call shampoo in my eyes.?Laura rinsed his hair and then helped him up and put him in a thick bathrobe before taking him back to his room.?I know this therapist that helped a friend of mine and his wife. Maybe I can call Kyle and give it to him.??Sure, that might work. I?ll write down his number.?Kyle was practicing his golf swing at a golf center later that afternoon when his phone rang. He didn?t recognize the number but answered anyway.?Hi, this is Laura from Manny?s home.??Shit, did he die???No, he is just fine. I?m calling because he told me you have problems with your wife and I thought I could help.Kyle looked at the phone. Why was this woman helping him? Manny must have told her after he left. He sighed and said, ?thanks, but it isn?t much you can do.??Please, at least meet me for a coffee.?He thought for a moment. He could go home and sit and wait for Carla to show up, or he could meet the pretty nurse. Easy choice.?Sure, text me a place.?She was already waiting for him when he arrived and he took a seat opposite her. It was a small café with a couple of busy tables. Mostly young people from the university close by. Paola looked very pretty out of uniform. She wore a summer dress with straps over her brown shoulders.?Thanks for meeting me,? she said.Kyle ordered for them and when the waiter was gone he said, ?Manny told you I guess.??Yes, he did. I?m sorry but I think I can help you.??How you don?t know Carla and I don?t understand how you get her to be nice and have sex with me??She slowly shook her head and then tilted it. ?I?m going to sleep with you.?Kyle stared at her. ?Could you repeat that??She giggled. ?I said I will sleep with you.?He was suspicious now. ?What, are you an escort???No, I don?t charge. I like being with older men. Young guys can get all the pussy they want, but men your age can?t so that?s what I give them.?