She had time to strip the spare room bedclothes, which now had dried semen stains on them, wash and dry them remaking the bed before Mark got home. Sh...e double checked that Nathan had left nothing behind and she tidied up the room taking care that everything was returned to normal. Mark arrived home, told her about what he said was a successful business meeting, She told him about her sister’s plight and how Nathan had spent the night and she had taken him to school that morning. They ate a. I also had to piss then, after drinking the beer but it all felt too good for me to let him stop sucking me. Matt was moaning and making a kind of whimpering sound as he slurped on my big cock, which told me that he was totally into and enjoying sucking my cock, and hungry for it.His sucking was a little awkward at first, which confirmed for me that really was his first time sucking a cock. But he soon got into a good rhythm, stroking my precum and saliva-slickened shaft with his hand, just. Nice, but, well, not what I really wanted. It was a slow, long walk back to the Westin. I detoured through City Hall, past the L-O-V-E statue that makes its way into movies, all the while wondering what got into the girl. For years she was a picture of sexual perfection, never issuing a peep of displeasure at our physical and emotional affair. Now it was over, and my real reason for visiting an utter failure. I thought of heading over to a bar to seek some action, but I wasn’t really up for. I’d made the mistake of moving into Will’s spare room, to save him the embarrassment of having a live in nurse. He didn’t need medical help just a little help to get around. I helped him get in and out of bed. I helped him get seated in the shower and I helped him in and out of his wheelchair. I soon became unhappy with the way things were going. I hated Samantha and Ryan for what they’d done to him. The man I loved was in there somewhere but all I could see was a man who seemed happy to be.