Some were playful and very short-term; others were more serious and longer-term. I started out as the playful one, but we realized we were better as g...ood friends. Yes, we could meet each other’s sexual needs when neither of us was bound, but only as friends. I would never interfere with him and a woman as they are building a relationship. Do you hear me when I say that?” She looked me straight in the eye.I nodded that I understood, her words actually starting to be a salve on my wounded. I have no clue where I would take you. A bar doesn’t sound right. A restaurant doesn’t really make sense since you own one. That would be rather like a busman’s holiday. I haven’t even been to a movie since I was a teenager,” answered Jerry as he stared at his iced tea. After a minute, he said, “I couldn’t even invite you to my place. You’d take one look around the neighborhood and run for the hills.”“Surely your home isn’t that bad,” replied Jenny.Smiling, Jerry said, “I live eight blocks from. And now his would be fucked too, as hers had been many, many times.Before lubing him, Sally leaned down, spreading Tim's buttocks apart again and dug her tongue into his cleft, rimming him. He loved to have his ass licked, and Sally loved to lick it. Often she spent many long minutes with her tongue buried in her husband's ass, a prelude to all the sex acts that were to follow. He moaned and groaned and sighed, loving the sensations. That's what first gave Sally a hint that her husband. Somehow we found ourselves walking towards our homes together. James was talking his usual talk, about being horny and how his dick ached for relief. I nearly froze when he said to me, “Hey, you like cock right?” I stumbled for words, shocked, I tried to deny it. Maybe he had seen me looking, maybe he could just sense it. The more I protested the more he said he was right. James stopped near some bushes and saying he had to take a piss, disappeared into them. I heard him whisper, “Paul, come.