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I always knew my wife was attracted to younger guys, I just didn't realize quite how much until we started trying to sell our old car, which had been doing nothing but taking up space at our place for months. My wife, D, is 43, with a great body that she exercises regularly maintain -- she's experienced the normal ravages of age but, because we never had k**s during our 19 years of marriage, her body looks much younger than her years. Sure, there are a few more wrinkles around her wide brown eyes than there were when we married, and a little bit of a belly, but that's really about the only difference, except for the shimmering auburn streaks in her shoulder length brown hair, applied once a month or so to hide the specks of gray that started to appear here and there. I never complained, frankly, because my wife always looked so damn good. It was a Saturday, my short day at work, and I saw the three of them instantly as I pulled into the drive, standing around our second hand car, D, a man who looked to be in his mid-50s and a teenage-looking guy, obviously father and son. My wife introduced me to Dave, the dad, and Jason, his 19-year-old son. D disappeared back into the house as we started talking about the car. I could see Jason's eyes following my wife's ass as she headed inside but thought nothing at all about it. Most men reacted exactly the same when encountering D's luscious backside. Jason's dad explained that they were looking at a couple of other possibilities and ...

... might be back that afternoon. I wished them well and watched as they walked to their car, Jason continually glancing over his shoulder at our house. He was lean and lanky, with a thick wad of unruly blond hair and sparkling, mischevious blue eyes. As soon as we got inside D loaded me up with errands, ignoring my attempts to start a conversation about how the young man was eyeing her ass as she was walking away. "Don't be ridiculous Dan, I'm old enough to be his mother," she said, launching right into the long list of errands and accompanying instructions. I wasn't at all surprised but was still disappointed, because I'd been trying for months to talk to D about the possibility of trying another man for sex while I watched and, hopefully, joined in. Our sex life had been sadly stale for a couple of years and I knew exactly why. My penis is about 8 inches and fairly thick and, though it had once seemed adequate, it no longer rose to its former glory. I had begun to have trouble maintaining an erection long enough to properly please my wife. It was becoming obvious to me that my wife simply wasn't enjoying our sex the way she once had. In fact, it had reached the point where D seemed to get much more pleasure from my oral attentions than from actually making love. I was completely at a loss when it came to improving things. Another man was the best suggestion I could come up with. Resigned to my fate I started off on what was easily two hours worth of errands, at least thankful ...