I wanted a son. Still I was determined to be a good father.I don't know if I would have gone to college. I was 18 when I got married and that killed a...ny chance of that. I tried to find work, but nobody was hiring. I took to doing odd jobs to try and make something anything. I started my own business called "Get it Together". Need someone to set up your VCR, Cable, Sattelite dish, computer? Call me. How about your kid's Bike, or a Desk Set? I'm your guy. At first it was just me, but over the. Now he was parked on a side spur not doing much of anything because the new trains didn't even have a caboose to act like a happy tail to the rolling train. He thought that day was coming when they stopped putting the railroad man in his carriage for all the long trips. He knew it was coming but he didn't expect it to happen so fast."No Washing!" No trainman!" No more trips!"In Cecil's mind that was the entire story. It sure did look like his Caboose riding days were coming to an end. He did. When I returned the guys all said in celebration of my birthday I needed a good birthday spanking. I tried to resist until Luke got up off the couch and gabbed me and carried me over to the couch. Luke was a very muscular guy who had played football in High School and still worked out. He was 6’00” and weighed about 200 lbs of pure muscle. Luke laid me across his lap and gave my ass a sharp slap through my jeans. I tensed up and let out a “ouch” as his hand made contact with me and I tried to. I felt a thin river running down my thighs to my calves. A sticky puddle had formed at my feet. I closed my eyes again, imagining what it would be like to have that nice young black neighbor in there with me, between my thighs... I wanted to touch myself in front of him. I wanted to feel exposed…I wanted his dark eyes to explore my naked body in a way that he would make me cum in my own fingers…I was close to cum as I thought that.So I pulled my fingers out of my burning cunt and sucked my.