My Way of Apology

Hi friends. Many of you know me by now and you know my issues, most of all sexual abandonment, because that happened to me. I wrote this one quickly because it has to do with an issue we older men have: No ejaculation due to the medicine we take. I hope you like it. I appreciate your feedback and your emails, as usual. Take your dicks out, you'll like it, I promise.

Jay Richards

I spotted Rob as I was coming out of the supermarket. Actually it was the car that I saw first.

He was backing out of a space when I noticed the Veterans decal near the license plate.

He turned towards the exit ramp, then drove away. I was curious because the strip of stores there only included professional offices. A Dentist, a Lawyer, a Therapist and a financial office.

He was parked near the end, closest to the therapist.

Curious, I stepped inside.

"May I help you?" a young woman behind a reception desk asked.

"Yes, uh, I think I just saw my husband, Rob Lowe, drive away."

"Umm, I'm sorry I can't talk about the Doctor's patients."

"Yes, of course, I was only asking..."

"Thank you, Tara," a voice behind me said. I turned to see a woman in her fifties coming out of a side office.

'Oh, hello," I said, I'm Jessica Lowe, I was asking if my husband had been here..."

'Yes, Mrs. Lowe, I'm Doctor Swan. I'm afraid we can't discuss any private matters with you."

"So he was here..."

"I cannot confirm anything either way," she said. "HIPPA rules, but we also number our patients, and I don't know their real names."

"Oh...I see. Alright then, thank you," I said, then I turned and went out the door. Once in the parking lot, I stood for a moment and then went back into the office. I took a pamphlet about the practice from a clear plastic holder and went out to my car and drove back home.

"Bradyville Associates treats patients with many issues, including sexual depression," the pamphlet said. I stopped and stared...I searched my mind, my deepest thoughts. Was Rob suffering from sexual depression...as a result of what I did?

Rob is a good man; he's funny and thoughtful...and my heart aches when I admit that I abandoned him...god, how long ago? It was the year we went to Paris, a few months later...it's been three years.

What have I done!

I remember I was going through some changes at the time, and I had lost my father...no excuses. He stopped approaching me; he never asked again. He also...never touched my body again.

I arrived home; his car was in the garage. I decided to talk with him first, this good man that I love.

"Hi babe," I said coming around to the backyard. He was cleaning the grill for our company tomorrow.

"Hey. I forgot the buns, I have to go back to the market," he said.

"It can wait until tomorrow," I said. Want a beer?

"Yeah, that sounds great, thanks." I went into the kitchen and came back with a beer for him, wine for me.

"Uhmmm...do you remember a bunch of years ago, I was having some issues, women issues, around the time my dad died? I...I pushed you away I uhmmm...I...I'm better now. I wanted you to know, I'm better...a lot better."

"Huh...I'm glad to hear that." He took a long swallow from the bottle. Watching him made me stir deep in my groin.

He's a man of few words. He stood up and went back to cleaning the grill.

"Should I bring out some steaks?" I said.

"That sounds great, I could eat."

But can you eat me, I said in my mind. I made a decision: I was going to do everything I could for him tonight.

I recalled a few fantasies and special things he liked at the time. I brought out the steaks, then I went up to my dressing room to see if I still had my bikini waxing kit.

The steaks were perfect, Rob switched from beer to wine, we talked about our day and that we were closer to retirement than ever. He wanted a small RV so that we could travel across the country. I thought that sounded great and I told him so.

When we finished, Rob said he would clean up. I went to my bathroom for a shower and some personal grooming.

Later, Rob went up for a shower before bed. I took the opportunity to bring some wine upstairs. I put on sheer panties and a loose-fitting sheer top.

When he came into the room he was wearing boxer shorts. He saw me on the bed with my wine and a glass for him on the dresser.

"Hey, what's going on?" He said, eyeing my naked breasts through the top.

"I wanted to have some alone time with my man; is that okay?" I said.

"That sounds pretty nice," he said softly.

"C'mon over here," I said, placing my glass on the nightstand.

He stepped closer to me. I made room for him to sit. "My nipples hurt, Rob," I said.

He smiled and said, "How can I help?"

"I think they need to be licked and sucked, baby. That and other things, they need a lot of that." I pulled the string that released my top and bared my breasts and my hard nipples. He leaned down to kiss me as I reached and pulled him to my mouth. We kissed like we hadn't kissed in years, I felt his kiss surge to my vagina and to my nipples. We continued to kiss while his fingertips found my nipples and began to flick and tug on them; I moaned into his mouth, "Oh my godddd."

I reached for his boxers and tugged them down. His cock sprung up proudly. His mouth found my breasts, and he feasted on them like a starving man. I felt the fullness of his cock and his heavy balls. I grasped his ass and pulled him closer to me.

Now, he moved his mouth to my belly while he held my breasts.

"I need you to taste me," I said. "I made myself all for you and for your loving tongue."

He tugged my panties down and revealed my waxed vagina. It was just as I know he loved it.

My panties hit the floor when he saw what I had done for him.

"Oh, baby," he said. "Desert. What would you like me to do?"

"Fuck me with your tongue."

"Do you promise to cum on my face?"

"Ohhh god...yesssss."

Now I was full of lust, I wanted him to eat me and make me cum. "It's all for you, baby, everything is for you. Please, eat me."

He brought his face between my legs and put my ass cheeks in his hands; he raised me and placed his open mouth on my whole vagina and began to eat me like a ravenous animal. He gently chewed on my open cunt, licking and sucking my clit. My juice was slobbering on the sheets as he ate me. I was wailing with joy and lust, "Oh, eat me, suck me...I want to suck you, I want you to fuck my mouth...oh god, lick me out..."

Suddenly I felt his tongue slide lower over my waxed asshole. I wasn't sure if he knew...then he did it again. He was lifting my hips up, eating me like open fruit. I was dripping and slippery everywhere.

Soon, I felt the heat and pressure like I was going to cum and cum and cum...I was unintelligible..." I'm gonna...I'mmm...." then his tongue licked over my anus again, and I came in the biggest orgasm of my life. I felt like I couldn't stop cumming.

He came back up to lie beside me as I was passed out. He licked and sucked my breasts again while I recovered. He had two fingers inside me, and I was fucking his hand, begging him for more...but I wanted to give him something now. Something he shyly used to ask for but that I never fully gave him. A good cock sucking.

I slid down the bed, and his cock was standing straight up. I stroked the tip and let him watch as I licked a drop of pre cum that had formed there. I licked the length of his cock; then I licked his big full balls.

"Do you have a lot of hot cum for me?" I whispered.

"I do...but I don't ejaculate anymore."

I stared at him, unsure of what he said.

"What?"

"I don't squirt cum. That stopped when I began taking that medication four years ago. I feel like I'm cumming, but I don't."

"Because of me you had to jerk off?"

"Sure, it was either that or divorce you, and I couldn't because I love you."

Now I licked the slippery tip of his cock, then I opened my mouth and sucked him to the base of his cock. He let out a groan; I pulled back and sucked him, then I was mouth fucking his cock. I felt the pulsing of his thick veins. I wanted his cum. I never did before; I would jerk him off and let him cum on his stomach.

I collapsed on him, breathless. He was gasping like he had run a mile. He had cum, but as he had said, there was no ejaculate.

"I need you to fuck me." I said.

"Okay, but I have to recover; it's still the rule, even if I don't squirt."

"Use your mouth, I said as I swung my leg over him and settled my needy waxed vagina over his mouth, and face fucked him.

He was eager to please. He grabbed my ass cheeks and fed on me like a wild man. Soon, I couldn't help it, I came on his face in a hot cum flush.

He never hesitated, He ate and swallowed my cum, he lifted me up and licked back to my asshole.

Soon he went into the bathroom to pee, I heard him washing himself up. I came in just as he was coming out. He held me and kissed me, licking the inside of my mouth, the mouth that just sucked his cock. I licked the mouth that just ate my pussy and my cum.

I went into the bathroom and closed the door. I peed and washed myself. Now I wanted him to fuck me silly.

When I came into the room, he was enjoying a martini. He had made one for me too, extra sweet.

I missed you so much," He said.

"And I missed you. And I missed you eating me, but now I really need to be fucked very hard. And can we talk to your doctor so that you can cum in my mouth and in my ass?

"I'll ask," he said, standing up. Now his cock was fully hard.

He slid over onto the bed. I climbed on top of him and found his hard cock. I slipped it into my pussy and I leaned forward to kiss him.

"I'm going to fuck you," I said. He laid back as I filled myself with him to the base of his throbbing cock. I began to fuck him. I moved so that the pressure was on my clit. I tried to make his cocked bang into my g spot. I slid up and down. I whispered in his ear, "I love your hard cock. I want you to promise you'll be able to cum in my mouth and in my pussy as soon as possible."

I was talking so dirty, that I felt his cock throb...but no cum as he orgasmed again.

He went to his doctor the following week. With any luck, I'll be eating his cum tonight and every other night.