He moaned as he realized her tits were now pressing against his chest. “You’re not,” he gasped, once she let him up for air, “-not messin’ ...with me?” “Why no stud,” Doris cooed. “I want to fuck ’ya, stud. Wooo-Hooooo!”-8-For quite a few years Johnny would look back and wonder why, and also how, he had suddenly switched gears so fast. He was never sure if it was fear, or the thrill of a new experience with a much older woman, or if it was the fact that Doris was a persuasive seducer that he. Understood?’ ‘Yes. And thank you again, Aaron. We’ll see you in Sacramento.’ We signed off and I hung up the phone, leaning back in my chair. My office door was open, but I didn’t see any indication anyone had overheard much of my conversation. I hoped not. I didn’t need to feed the gossip mill. I took a deep breath, got up, and headed for the coffee room. Coffee in hand, I walked up the hall toward my boss’s office in the front corner. ‘Doug, can I talk to you for a minute? It’s personal.’. We'd work something out for you two," John said."But are you gonna resent me down the line?" I asked."No, absolutely not," John replied.Then I kissed him again and got on top of him, then he inserted his cock into me once again."But it is still hot though. To see you with another woman, wow," John said."OK I guess. But right now, we're fucking each other," I replied."Sorry sweetheart," John said."But you really liked seeing me kiss Jeanette passionately?" I asked."Oh hell yes, my dick seriously. A few minutes later I dropped off my sneakers and dropped my pantsto my ankles. I sat in the middle of the street, rain streaming off of mybody and dripping off the end of my rock hard cock.I began to stroke my wet member, remembering how it felt now, it was alittle bit better when dry, but I was on a mission, to splatter my jizzwherever I wanted. I pulled up my pants, still allowing my cock and ballsto hang out of the fly, buttoned the two top buttons and put my drenchedsweatshirt back on. I.