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more minutes, I extricated myself and got up, leaving her there dozing peacefully. She looked like an angel.
     
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    I took a long, hot shower. My angst had faded away, and now I was feeling oddly buoyant. There is nothing like new pussy to put a spring in a man's step, I guess. The fact that she was a young, stunning creature didn't hurt either. I had long ago reconciled myself to the fact that I would never fuck anyone other than my wife. At least I thought I had, so all came as a surprise to me.
    I stepped out of the shower and checked myself out in the mirror. I still had a full head of hair, although it was more salt than pepper, which was also true about the hair on my chest and my pubes. I was a little soft around the middle, but otherwise in good shape. Good definition on my arms and legs. I stroked my cock a few times. It wasn't a bruiser, but it seemed well proportioned. Not a bad looking guy, I thought, especially for fifty-four.
    Fifty-four... oof. That made me literally three times Ashley's age. She was six years younger than my youngest son. If he brought home an eighteen-year-old, we'd think it was weird. What was I doing fucking a teenager?
    I closed my eyes and pictured her splayed out beneath me, my cock pistoning into her tight snatch. I could feel myself getting hard, and that's why I was fucking her.
    I went downstairs and made myself some coffee. I started to read the paper, but I just couldn't focus on it. All I could think of was Ashley.
    I let my mind roam, just delighting in it. The thought of being forever with such a delicious creature was overpowering. It was crazy, but maybe we could make a go of it. Joanne would kill me in the divorce. I'd lose all my… our friends. But I'd still be comfortable and able to make money, and I'd have Ashley.
    And then what? She'd go to a commuter college? We'd have kids at some point, and I'd be changing diapers into my mid-60s? And even if I still looked okay now, how long would it be until she got tempted by someone her own age? Or within thirty years of her own age for that matter?
    I laughed darkly, sanity returning. It was an impossible situation for both of us. I'd become an absurd creature, chasing around young kids when I should be retired while my young, hot, wife was probably fucking the pool boy. And it would be even worse for her. It would be unfair deny her the chance to make a life with someone more appropriate, to have a real college experience, to build a real life as young, poor, struggling newlyweds.
    This had to stop. But I didn't want to hurt her. Was she in love with me? She had to be, or at least infatuated, for this to happen. I needed to let her down easy, to explain why, as wonderful as she was, we couldn't have a life together. I'd have to apologize for taking advantage of her, explain that I'd just been caught up in the moment, but that it just couldn't be.
    I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, and moments later, she padded quietly into the kitchen. She looked ravishing. She was wearing one of my white, tee shirts and nothing else. Her hair was a mess, her blond locks tangled and jutting out at weird angles. She looked amazing.
    She gave me a wide grin and poured herself a big cup of coffee. She took a big sip and sighed happily. Then her smile faded.
    "What's the matter?" she asked. "You look sad."
    I took a deep breath, and launched into my prepared speech. "Ashley, you're a wonderful girl, but this just isn't going to work out. I'm sorry if I led you on."
    She gave me a puzzled look.  I plowed on, "I didn't mean to. But we're just... we're just at too different a place in life for this to become anything. And I love Joanne, and I'm..."
    She started giggling. I stopped talking.
    "What? What's so funny?" I asked.
    "You," she replied.
    "Me?"
    "Yes, you, Uncle Danny. What'd you think? That I'm in love with you?"
    "Then what..."
    She approached me and climbed into my lap, straddling me. My cock twitched.
    "Then what do I see in