Anyways the next day came and today I made time to go swim a few laps. Riding the bus there was a nerve wrecking experience. Am I gay? What do I say t...o him? Will I even see him? Why am I getting so worried over a man. At the same time I was very eager. The mere image of his body gave me butterflies in my stomach. The bus stops at the YMCA building and hop off the bus and enter the building. walk to the lower level, where the pool and locker room is and I look around the corner, he isn't here.. He slipped it in slowly. I could feel my hole stretching, and I moaned in ecstasy. After a few minutes of hard fucking we both started to hurt from the forest floor. "Want me to sit on the bench?" I asked. "Yeah." Replied Jordan.With that I was on the hard wooden bench, my legs in the air, and my asshole ready to receive a hard cock once again. With the first thrusts of his cock I moaned very loudly. "Yeah, fuck me. Fuck me with that thick cock." I cried. After a few minutes of passionate. I heard you loud and clear.” He wouldn’t turn around. “Well…that is a little embarrassing. I suppose I’ll have to be careful when I have guests.” Julien still wouldn’t move. “Are you okay, Julien?” “Of course Laura. It’s just so hot in this old house. I was just trying to get some fresh air for a moment.” “You know the window is closed, right?” Julien stepped back, looked at the window, and then bowed and shook his head while he let out a little chuckle. “No wonder why I couldn’t cool down.. It’s part of the job, but it’s not a part of the job I like.”Neighbors speculated that Mr. Palmer must have come home to find his wife in bed with his boss. “That [woman] always slept around, she was always ... cheating on him. All day long you’d see men coming, and hear them [doing things],” said a neighbor who worked taking care of children and home. Such claims of infidelity have, as of yet, been unsubstantiated, and the foreman’s wife has not returned a request for comment.“He must have.