I was at a cafe when one of the waitresses told me to come to the store room. I went with her thinking she was wanting me to get something off the shelf. That wasn't what was going on. She pulled off her panties and pulled me to her. She started kissing me. Then she undid my pants and we had sex right there in the store room. What's bad is that I'm fifty-two and she's twenty-five. We now go to motels about three times a week. You see, I'm married and she's married, but our mates don't want sex. So, we take care of each other's needs. Can this be so wrong? -Chad, 52