It was a shame I didn’t believe myself. It wasn’t working and no matter how much I fought it, I still thought of her. I remembered how she felt, ...how she tasted, how her body responded to mine as we made love. I couldn’t get hard unless I thought of our night together, but I tried not to because it hurt too much when my next thought was about how I had let her walk out on me. I deserved that pain, because I wasn’t enough of a man to tell her how I was feeling either then or now. I found out. The funny thing about that is that's how I met Michael. I'd been making my living doing phone sex for six years. I had a steady clientele and was making good money. My record year was sixty thousand dollar. Tax free. Michael had been a customer for about a year when he showed up at my door. I'd been careless and dropped some clues about local sites, summer events in town, my high school sweetheart and the like and he'd used those clues to find me. He showed up at my door with audio and. You know you want this and a lot more from me. Take it just like you take all those other men's cocks. Only now I'm gonna watch when they fuck you and even participate." He continued to pump my mouth with his big dick and while I was stunned, I moved forward more and started to expertly work his cock with my mouth. "That's it....suck it like you mean it." It was obvious that watching borrowed porn was teaching him well."Fuck mom, that feels so fuckin' good. You're such a good cock whore. . “Its up to you” I answered honestly. “I can wait for as long as you need me to”“Oooof,” Tiffany snorted from behind us. “You’d better get on that soon, I know a long line of girls who would be married to him by now.” Another laugh from us filled the room.“Ok, I’ll give it some thought.” Rachael said after we had calmed down. “I know I need to get over myself, I know I am being stupid and yes…” she nodded to Tiffany “…I know I ve fallen for him and I’d be stupid to pass this up. But I need to.