Condo Love

I had a wonderful marriage to my soulmate Joan, straight out of high school. She and I raised our two kids sold the house and moved into an upscale condo. We developed many friends in the development often having parties to attend or have ourselves or pool parties. Unfortunately my beautiful wife was stricken with cancer and the last two years were very tough. Her and I had a very active sex life, she up to everything and in every way between us. She loved to make love and she loved giving me head. Even when she was at her sickest unable to have intercourse, she would ask that I let her suck me off. I know some will be angry at me saying this, but she would sweetly caress and suck on me until I came. She made love to my penis. It makes me tear up even now as I tap this out. We were the only ones we had ever had. Both of us virgins when we got together. I often wondered what it would be like with other women but she and I had something so special that I dared not sabotage it. After she passed I was taken aback about how many of her closest friends and neighbours were hitting on me. I had no idea that there was ever even a hint of want from any when my wife was alive. I was in shock. She had not been gone all but 2 mths when our neighbor (55) came to my patio one hot evening in nothing but a t-shirt barely hiding her love patch. She had a glass of wine in her hand and invited herself over to have a sit and chat. Very attractive a classy lass and once model. She flashed her naked pussy over and over again the obvious want to have it filled. At one point she put her foot up on the table, her love wallet clearly open for the taking. She said to me, “Do you like?” I said, “Very much!” She said, “Well don’t be shy! Fuck it!” And so I did. She stayed the night and has done now on several occasions. Not long after that first encounter while having a swim another of my wife’s friends struck up a convo in the pool and with no warning placed her hand on my crotch, playing with me under water til I was hard. She said, “Joan told me how much she blew you and that when she’s gone you’ll miss her blow jobs.” I was shocked. I did not know that my Joan spoke to others about our sex life. This woman (47) told me she would love to have me fuck her face. We went up to her place and three feet into her doorway, she dropped to her knees pulled my suit down and sucked me dry. We fucked and I went on my way. Her and I have been together for quickies several times. Well to make a long story longer, I have been with 9 women in our complex ranging from 40 to 77. I’m flattered at their interest and see no need to stop but none will or ever will take the place of my Joanie. I was so very fortunate to have had her in my life and I miss her to the point of aching. It’s not just sex but a soul connection lost.