1. I'd Never View it as Cheating--Part 1


    Date: 6/13/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Mature, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 92, Source: sexstories.com

    of that there were still times when she disappeared. A few phone calls brought together a neighborhood posse, all dedicated to finding her and bringing her home safely. “Eventually, after about a year, she was spending more time out of it than in. I worried every time I went to work. I wanted to speak with her about what to do, but she….” I had to stop. I realized that I was bawling, tears flowing down my face. Toni patted my shoulder then rose and walked to the ladies’ room, returning with some wet paper towels for my face. I was amazed when she washed my cheeks and cleaned my eyes. I took another deep swallow of my drink, but turned down the waitress for another. Toni did the same. “I don’t know about you, but I’m starving. Believe it or not, the food is fairly decent here. Will you join me?” “Of course; I know you have a lot more to get off your chest. I don’t want to seem nosy, but I can see how this is a catharsis for you.” She reached across the table to rest her hand on top of mine, removing it only when the waitress returned with two menus. I suggested the onion soup knowing that it was home-made and the steak sandwich. Toni followed my lead. My story continued once the waitress was gone. “Finally, one Saturday morning Lizzie was lucid and we talked about what was happening and of my concerns. ‘I’m terribly afraid that I’ll come home some evening and find you dead here in the house or I’ll get a phone call that you’ve wandered away and been killed crossing the road. ...
    I don’t know what to do.’ “’You’ll have to put me someplace where you know I’ll be safe. I’m glad you have my power of attorney. I trust you, darling. I know you’ll do what’s best for both of us. I have something for you to look at under my bras, but not until you’ve found a good place for me and I’m there full-time. Now I want to make love with you. I know you won’t do it when I’m somewhere else and I need to know how much you love me.’ It was the last time--our last time—almost a month ago. “It was wonderful, just like every other time, but when we finished I could see that she was gone again. I began looking that very afternoon, checking online and the yellow pages. I phoned the hospital; Dr. Thompson was on duty and was kind enough to speak with me for almost fifteen minutes. He phoned back about an hour later with several suggestions, all in our area. “I dressed Lizzie Sunday morning and we went to visit, skipping church for the first time in years. They were all decent, but one stood out. Lizzie would have her own room and she’d have an electronic monitor on her wrist that would tell the staff her condition and location 24/7. She couldn’t go outside without an alarm sounding. The room was fairly large, bright and airy, with its own bathroom, a small closet, and a dresser. “We ate with the residents and the food was pretty good. The director explained that everything was prepared fresh daily and that their dietician set up meals for each patient based on their needs and ...
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