No Batteries

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I'm 54 divorced, live alone and satisfy myself with a vibrator and rarely date as the only interested in me seem to be Weido's. I live in an apartment building and only one single man 61 living alone in the building. Another 2 live together and are gay and don't hide it either. I came home from work in the rain, and it had settled in and after having my dinner I decided to satisfy myself and found my vibrator had flat batteries and I had no spares. Still raining and the closest store 5 blocks away, I wasn't willing to walk that in the rain. I was going to ask a neighbor if they had spare batteries but met the before mentioned single male. He had just got home and was soaked, I asked was he okay as he soaked thru to the skin. He said nothing a hot shower wouldn't fix, I surprised myself by asked did he want me to wash his back. He was a little shocked, but replied if you like. That was the best offer I've had from a man since my divorce, and I said OKAY and went into his apartment with him. Joined him in the shower and his bed and didn't batteries that night and any night since. We became fuck buddies, don't actually date, just fuck on a regular basis. Neither of us ready for a relationship or marrying again, prefer to be friends who fuck each other regularly. It's been almost seven months and I've still having got new batteries. My friend doesn't require them to preform.
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2023-12-25
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