"Oh, do you not want to continue now?" His long arms reached across my tiny frame and I felt him finger my asshole again. I couldn't help but shift my... hips, trying to get him to put it back in. Suddenly his finger retreated again. "I could stop right now too though. Just like you asked. You could get up, get dressed and go pay. Or you could put my big rod in your mouth and suck it like a good girl, and I'll keep getting you ready for the main course." I stammered wordlessly. I couldn't believe. I had never been there yet, so I wasn't known very well, and not met either the pro or the trainer.I walked in and sniffed. I went up to the golf pro, and could smell his sweat. He'd just returned from a round of golf and was still perspiring and the smell of his stale cologne and sweat mingled together identified him to me as the first of my wife's paramours. Coldly, I faced him. His smile cut short when he looked into my face and saw the danger lurking there. "Keep your cock in your pants. If it was possible, she turned even whiter than normal when she saw him.“Oh. Hey Cam. What are you doing here?”He decided to play dumb.“Uh, Hey Chelsea, how ya doin’. I must have the wrong address or something, I thought this was going to be the new taco place.”“Taco... --?”He kept moving, not wanting to get stuck in conversation. “Yeah, oh now I see, it’s across the street. Sorry about yesterday, I was just really busy and all.” And without thinking, he added, “I’d love to hang out some time.”. “Want to see it baby? Unzip me baby, then you can see what I got.”That broke the spell, and with trembling fingers, I pulled down his zipper, his jeans and underwear dropped, and I was once again spellbound. He had at least a 9 inch cock, rock hard, so thick, pointing at me like a weapon ready to fire. This was the first cock I had ever seen, it was almost right in my face, I couldn’t take my eyes away.“You want to piss, go right ahead baby, while I watch and stroke my.