My name is Don and I am 65 years old. I am in pretty good health and try to keep active. I play a lot of golf even though I know I will never be really good because it is a game which requires concentration which helps to keep my mind off of sex. I love sex, especially eating pussy. Of course fucking is great too but since my wife has given up sex a few years ago because of health problems, I am stuck masturbating with Mary Palm and her 5 sisters.
One day while playing golf in my regular Wednesday league, I was partnered with Ron who I had seen but didn't really know. We started with the pleasantries like what work he did, how old, where he lived, etc. Nothing too personal. After a few holes he started to ask me about my wife and my sex life. I was a little taken aback but told him the truth that she doesn't like sex because of her health issues and that my relief comes from my hands! He laughed but didn't comment further.
After we finished the last hole, he congratulated me on my score (79) and said I should give him lessons. I really am not qualified for that but he said he wanted to buy me a beer before I left. I accepted because I never turn down a free beer! I walked into the club house and he was at the bar and ordered 2 beers. We talked about inconsequential things for a while and he finally says he wants to ask me a personal question. I said it was OK with me so he proceeded to tell me that he is having sex problems with his wife. He said she wasn't being satisfied because his dick was too small. She was 45 years old and he was 50 but they never had good sex other than oral. He wanted to know how big my dick was and if I was above average size! I asked what he thought average dick size was and he said about 5" long and 4 1/2" around. I told him that I was above average but wanted to know how big he was. He wouldn't tell me size but said he way below average. He then asked if I would be willing to meet his wife Cathy to see if she was interested! Wow. Let me think about that so he gave me his phone number and I gave him mine so we could contact each other later. I finished my beer and left for home.