I still see him now and then. To me, our relationship really does feel very creative. He is too shy to come to my house when Richard is home and way too shy to let Richard watch us, so I usually go to his place because he lives alone. Poor guy has been dating "good girls" all his life. But one time I went poking through his library and noticed that among the fine literature, Mr. Creative Writer was collecting sleaze paperbacks from the 1950s, which gave me a good idea of what he really wanted. Next time I went to his house I took my coat off and was wearing a bustier, white panties, garter belt, seamed stockings, and bright red high heels, just like in his secret collection of sleaze. Then I started cooking dinner for him. Can you believe it, he is so shy that he closed all the kitchen window curtains! I told him that if the men in the neighborhood saw him with a hot slutty MILF they would think he was super cool, and I'm an exhibitionist so I would enjoy it, but he has been afflicted with so many boring "good girls" that he was just too shy. I like the way he fucks me for a long time and goes really hard and deep, because in spite of all the good girls he has always fantasized about being with a Lifestyle Slut like me, and I give him what he really wants.