They fixed me a drink and some of them continued to talk to me about sex…Suddenly one of the guys said that he would give me a thousand bucks to see...me nude; I just laughed. The two men agreed with him, telling they would add a thousand each one…I pretended to be embarrassed and just laughed again at them. But then each guy put a thousand on the bar right in front of me, telling me to strip. They recalled, just stripping for them…That was easy money for something I could have done for free…They. ‘It’s me, your husband Rick.’ ‘Oh,’ she replied, fake disappointment dripping off her voice as she maintained her smile. ‘Were you expecting someone else?’ he asked as he stepped out onto the deck. ‘Superman called earlier. He was going to stop by for a quickie, but now you’ve spoiled everything.’ ‘Looks like I got home just in time then,’ he said as he bent to kiss his wife. ‘You’ll just have to settle for me.’ ‘Oh, I suppose, but I was so looking forward to Supersex.’ It was a long standing. More of the same on Sunday would have been most welcome but Wendy had a long-standing commitment to see her aunt in Sussex. Often I accompanied her on these visits because I enjoyed the drive and was quite fond of the old lady, but it would have been hard to reconcile it with the newfound necessity of ejaculating copiously every few hours. Wendy wanted to cancel and stay home with me but I said she ought to go and, as I was coming to expect, she complied with my wishes without demur.It was. ‘That’s good, because I really got off on it. Look,’ I took a breath, ‘I’m not sure I was completely honest yesterday…when I spoke about gay porn…I do get off on it. The conversation started because I’d caught you wanking, so I wasn’t in the right state of mind for a full confessional. But after what…we did, there’s no point keeping secrets. Thing is, you helped me fulfil some of my fantasies – I would never have told you, or hit on you, or anything – but I’ve wanted to wank someone else for a.