It wasn’t like I could hang out in the hallway every Tuesday evening until the next time she appeared. And then what? I could hardly ask her point b...lank if she wanted to jump into bed with me. Besides, she was married and had a grown up daughter. --- “Lex, can you run this over to Mrs. Bramm’s house on your way to the gym?” my mother asked. Hearing Mrs. Bramm’s name made my heart skip a beat. It had been six weeks since the incident in the hallway and I hadn’t seen her ever since, even though. "It has to be a secret between us, you can't say anything, please." Now my curiosity was up, the secret part usually means sex; sex that most folks might think was wrong. "I'm all ears Mark, hell, I let you fuck me so we have some secrets between us already," I replied. "Well, that's what it's about... I don't know how to say this, so I'm just going to say it." Then Mark blurted out, "I need a cock in my ass. I have always dreamt of getting fucked."Mark was beat red and his bulge had doubled in. Jo was something of a nymphomaniac when we were in bed together. She gave me blowjobs when I wasn't expecting it. I would wake her up by sucking on her pussy. I fucked her in the ass at least once a week. After a while, we didn't need any lubrication, in fact; she liked it better without any. If she was a nymph, I was her satyr!So, the months passed, and I rented Sami Jo a van to bring her stuff home from college. I had promised her a job working for me at the time she started college, provided. While she was in the bathroom I reserved theater tickets for the early showing of West Side Story that evening.I paid for lunch with my own money. When Laura complained, saying she intended to pay for everything, I told her I had been saving my money.There were very few cars on the streets on this Sunday afternoon. We strolled around the city and found a park where people were playing games after picnicking.We sat on a bench and watched a softball game for awhile. That is when I told Laura.