But I never saw him with a woman or a man. We talked a bit and I have since tried to be outgoing whenever I see him. Recently I've noticed him trying to take care of his yard by watering his weeds and he surprised me by saying hello. For the first year I only saw him get out of his van or his car, both older and both in need of a good cleaning. My neighbor looks to be about 65 to 70 years old, is tall, lanky with shoulder length silver hair.
With unmowed weeds where the grass should be, dead flowerbeds, unwashed cars and dirty windows and that little dog in the back that barks If the wind blows.
A retired man moved in and almost instantly the house became that one in every neighborhood, the house from hell. The house a few doors down the block changed hands about three years ago.
Rows of old but well kept homes and friendly, and yes, very nosy neighbors. It's in a quiet suburb just north of Long Beach that reminds me of my hometown in the Midwest. I moved into my current home about five years ago. Always married men who need head and nothing else. It would have been more men but my daughters live with me and I couldn't risk being caught with a man in my house, so it's been difficult and I am cautious about who I hook up with.
Since then I've connected with about two new men a year and connecting with my doctor friend whenever possible. Not sure if I wanted to swallow his load I asked him to hold my head in place so I would, and he did and I discovered I love to swallow. I wanted to be that woman.Ībout 10 years ago, when my favorite online site had chat rooms, I slowly worked into connecting with a local doctor and discovered I loved sucking cock. But even twenty years ago while watching porn on VHS tapes I always wondered what it would be like to be the woman sucking that man's cock. I've been divorced for almost 8 years now and while I still love women, I melt at the sight of cock.