She had really impressed me; she seemed devoted to me. She also didn't think that I was nuts due to the weird dreams. That always counted for somethin...g.The day after our first night together, Mary had taken her car to work, but she had left me some bus schedules for mass transit near where she lived, along with the admonition that I would need exact change (What? Bus drivers don't have that change-making device on their belts any more? Was I turning into Rip Van Winkle?).I filled my pockets. " "I was having fun and Tyrone was not a pushy 'I want to fuck you and run' type of guy. He actually talked about himself and then he spent a whole lot of time talking about me. He was interested in my life and listened attentively. The first time he kissed me I went limp. His lips were so soft on mine. He was very tender, not at all like the experiences I had before with other men. It wasn't long before I was totally naked and so was he. His cock was hard and the tip was glistening with his. "He doesn't get along with his step mother at all and his father moved away as well". "Tim's closer to him than I am". "He's helped Tim a lot around here and they've spent a lot of time together". I just sat there wondering if this night is over when Tim suddenly opened the kitchen door and headed back to us in the hot tub. "Is the cat out of the bag" I asked? "I'm afraid so" Tim said. "How close are you two" my wife asked Tim? "We've spent a lot of time around each other" Tim said.. Then, afterwards, he'd always take be back to his room at his private club, right in the city. When he said my club, I didn't understand at first, I thought it was, may be, a dance club, or like a strip club. But no this was really fancy, with leather arm chairs and fire places; but we didn't linger downstairs, we went right up to his rooms there, where he said he some times slept over.My pussy clenched, as I remembered that room.First I let my nervousness and insecurity take over, acting like.