Hal considered for a brief moment about asking Lola if she was married. It would have only been a polite rejoinder. Finally, he decided not to ask her.... It wasn't that he was afraid of the answer—he didn't really care. The whole subject was uncomfortable and delving into her life story could only prolong the unpleasantness. He didn't think that she looked like she was aching to tell him."She doesn't really understand you, does she," Lola said on the stool beside him."What was that?" Hal's. By Tuesday night, I was horny as hell thinking about fucking those white cunts on Friday and Saturday, and I wanted some relief. Fortunately, Coach contacted me and wanted to meet at his home on Wednesday night, when his wife would be out at a church meeting.I went to Coach’s home after work but before my dinner on Wednesday, and he sucked me even more enthusiastically than the first time we met. We were on the bed in his spare room, and he spent a lot of time sucking my balls and ass, as well. Gone?Hell's teeth. It had been the slowest day ever. Every second had felt like an hour and every hour had dragged on forever. Was she serious? All day I had expected us to have the big talk that evening about it. But nope. Well, damn. Maybe she just wanted to put the whole "I sucked my only Son's dick and swallowed his spunk" episode behind her and move on. That had to be the only explanation as she got up from the table and went to the sink to wash her plate clean.How can she forget about it. He had changed careers and began to make better money. He was handsome and considerate. Yet he felt like a sitting duck so he decided to flee and moved to the coastal town as soon as he had secured a job. Velma knew his loss was very different from hers but was at least as traumatic. She had lived in fear her ex would come back and had moved to the coastal town when Fred graduated from high school. She empathized with Mike and dropped her saleswoman persona for him. She had not had sex with a.