It must have felt good because he couldn't " go slow" anymore. Soon he was banging my no longer virgin ashole hard and fast, I felt his balls bouncing... off of mine and it didn't feel too bad to me either. He was moaning and groaning and had both hands on my ass, slamming in and out of me. This went on for quite a while ( until he got tired) he never did cum ( I guess due to age). Then it was my turn, I got a big glob of vaseline and rubbed it all over my hard cock and put the head against his. .. well... to look flashy. As soon as we went inside thestriking, slightly older Latina woman behind the counter recognized herand asked how I had liked that sexy lingerie she had bought, which Irealized was what Angel had been wearing the night before. My wifeswitched to Spanish and they chattered away happily with me standingthere not understanding a single word.My wife nodded toward my crotch and the woman, Estrella, went wide-eyed,then laughed. They talked a bit more before I was led to. When I didn’t see her for some time, I made a decision. If I was wrong, the worst thing that would happen would be that I would end up looking like a fool along with being embarrassed as hell. For some unknown reason, that prospect didn’t bother me. I wrote my name and my cell number on a small piece of paper and kept it with me each time I went to work. The problem now, was how to get it to her without being too obvious. It must have been a couple of weeks after the conversation with Stella. I couldn’t risk nutting all over my shirt. My eyes clamped shut as the explosion built up. I bit my bottom lip, but a groan escaped my mouth anyway as the first milky squirt shot into the toilet. Wave after wave of pleasure rocked me. I sucked in a huge deep breath and slowly regained composure. Back at my computer, I went on a hunt for bugs in our code. I couldn’t wait until it was time to go home. I turned on my favorite playlist and tried to give my screen my full attention ___ “See y’all.