Evan's Reality

"Happy Birthday to Youuuu!" The typical not so on key singing by Evan's immediate family ends and he leans forward to blow out the candle on his cake. Yes. Candle. Singular. You just don't put 49 candles on a birthday cake. Evan, though now 49, still pretty much has his youthfull shape at 5'10" and 165. His wife of nearly 29 years, Gloria, was ready with a knife and server and cheerfully delivered plates of cake first to her loving husband, Evan before their adult children, daughter Elise and son Eddie and finally herself.

Gloria is a slender blond gal standing 5'7" with small breasts and an in shape figure maintained by a regular gym habit. Behind her smile are the memories of their high school sweatheart days and the sexual poundings She would happily take with Evan's rock hard cock often gliding in and out to a too soon ejaculation. As they went, she taught Evan to lick her to a clitoral orgasm before any penetration. She was looking forward to sex later this evening!

Evan's mind wandered as the shape of that verticle birthday candle reminded him of days gone by when his dick would effortlessly stand straight up as though it had a mind of it's own and a purpose. Although he wasn't quite sure of the cause, he now struggles to regain a ready response. Oh sure, he had seen a doctor and tried prescribed pills but the side effects outweighed the benefits. Much to Gloria's delight, he could perform and stay performing beyond her running out of natural lube but the blue ones made his eyes hurt and his vision fuzzy so he tried the 36 hour ones which worked ok but gave him a 3 day lower back ache.

The festivities died down and the kids left for their own homes and the happily married couple retired to their bedroom. With Gloria in the bathroom, Evan assumed his usual nightly position on his back, in his boxer briefs, beneath the covers with his eyes closed. "Hey Birthday Boy!", Gloria exited the bathroom wearing a made for sex, black lacy number sometimes known as a "why bother?" because of the very short time of actual wear before it gets removed by a partner. This, however was a crotchless onesie. No need to remove!

With eyes wide open and a determination that tonight it is going to work, Evan climbed aboard and dutifully went down on her. Facing the beauty of Gloria's lace leg band framed pussy, his thought was, "This is how it should be." He tasted the strawberry flavored lube she had applied for his pleasure as he kissed, sucked and flutter tongued her through a shuddering climax before moving up to fuck her brains out but when she reached for and got ahold of his cock to help guide it to glory, it was totally limp!

"It's ok, honey, you got me good!", Gloria lovingly soothed. "My junk truly is junk!" Evan thought and they both went to sleep.