There is a pool at my apartment complex and over a month or two I got to know Will fairly well. We would talk often and I knew he was devoriced and lived alone. He is much older than me and often complimented me on my figure telling me how pretty I am. I suppose because of his age I didn't mind some of the things he said or how he would look at my body all the time. Several months went by and he began talking about sex often and mainly mentioned his lack of it and how difficult it was for him to have a relationship. He was not the least bit attractive and although I am not sure think he was over sixty and know he is retired. I did like him and enjoyed his company and he did know I am married and met my husband a few times. He also knew quite a bit about me. I was unemployed at the time and my husband and I were having a difficult time making ends meet. He got me a job working at his sisters deli but it was only two or three days a week. One day at the pool the topic turned to sex again and he showed me on his cell phone that he had taken a few pictures of me in my bikini. I was unaware he had and he did apoligize but then bluntly told me he masturbated looking at them. I couldn't believe he told me something like that and I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He again apoligized but then it got even more bizarre when he asked if I would be willing to masturbate him for money. I just sat there amazed at what he had just said to me after all this time and didn't know how to react. I got up to walk away and he began saying he would pay me a 100 dollars then said 200 as I walked back to my apartment. I never said anything to my husband because I knew he would probably punch him or beat him up, and didn't say anything to his sister either. A few days later I went to the pool and a short time later he came over and sat next to me. He said he was sorry if he insulted me, begging my forgiveness. Again I didn't know what to say to him and again he kept talking about his terrible sex life and how lonely he has become. He began asking me if I had any girfriends that would either have sex with him or any that would be willing just to masturbate him. I actually laughed a few times at the things he said and he said he would be willing to pay 300 dollars just to get satisfied. I think I said it kiddingly but said that wouldn't be such a bad job. And he shot back right away that if I was naked and masturbated him he would pay me 500. Shame on me but thats when I told him I would do it but right away said my husband would kill him if he ever found out. The next day was the first time I masturbated him. I met him at the pool before we went to his apartment. I think I was most embarrassed when I took my bikini off and he saw me naked for the first time. He was kind of a chubby guy and his penis isn't very big but all he wanted me to do was put baby oil and vasaline all over his penis and scrotum and play with him for an hour. He only asked to touch my breasts and said he was satisfied just to look at me. He had an erection the whole time and had me stop jerking him several times so he wouldn't cum right away. He gave me 500 dollars and I was only in his apartment a little over an hour. I hid most of the money from my husband but some of it I told him was my pay from the deli just so we could catch up on our bills a little better. The following week I masturbated him again and he promised he would never ask me for intercouse and never ask for oral sex. It became a weekly sex visit for him and several times over the next year he had me masturbate him twice in one week. I was always naked but he never touched me anywhere but my breasts and the only thing that escalated was the things he had me do to him. He started by using a candle but bought a small dildo that he had me insert into his anus most of the time. His main concern was how he had me masturbate him in different ways and the ways he had me hold his scrotum when I was jerking him off. Most of the time he only could cum one time but there were times he was able to ejaculate twice. I had my husband believing I was working more days at the deli to explain some extra money but at the same time was saving several hundred dollars every week. Over the next year and a half I told my husband I hit the lottery number twice for 5000 dollars and for the first time since we got married had a savings account. Will always paid me with 100 dollar bills and I would hide it in my shoes most of the time. If my husband was at the pool I never saw Will and sometimes my husband would ask if I still see him. My reply would always be that I don't see him too much anymore and say he is getting older and older. I knew my husband never suspected anything was going on and after awhile never mention Will anymore. This went on for over three years and I also continued working at the deli but never more than three days a week. My husband thought I worked 5 days some weeks but even then I had to hide the extra money. As soon as I would get to Wills apartment I took all my clothes off knowing how much he liked to look at me then he would undress and lay down on the bed. I did what ever he wanted but in all that time never had intercouse or any other sex with him. My breasts were the only thing he ever touched and masturbation the only requirement for him paying me. I know this makes me sound like a tramp but I enjoyed it, mostly for the money. The first few times he saw me naked was humiliating for me but afterwards I was comfortable with him seeing me like that. I began to enjoy satisfying him and aside from the money he gave me I appreciated the gratitude he showed me. He was comical at times telling me off beat ways he wanted me to touch him and the whole experience became enjoyable for me. The last time I masturbated him I was three months pregnant and the following week he died of a heart attack on a Sunday, at his sisters house. Til today my husband has no idea that part of the money we used to put a downpayment on our house was from masturbating Will. Thats when I found out he was 76 years old. I still see his sister once in awhile and we have fun talking about him. Thank heavens she and my husband know nothing of the true story.