He was wearing some kind of sweatpants and the tent was very prominent. My tiny cock involuntarily twitched in my pants. I was adjusting it, all the w...ile staring at the tent when I heard him:"so you are a faggot huh?"He had caught me tugging on my cock while staring at his cock. There was no other explanation, not that I was looking for any. "Yes I am, Sir"The 'sir' comes automatically when I am in the presence of a real man. "Sir? I have never been called that before. I like it. What are you?. As Jill was getting into the fantasy the more I wanted be a part of it. She went into great detail into about her ideal fantasy. And what power it would give her. Something she missed being under the rules and regulations of working in the school system. At some point I put my hands to her lips and said “interesting, can I be your slave some time?”. With that she smiled and said “I would like that very much”. Before long we were talking about setting up a booty call on a regular basis. One that. She replied what you are waiting for. I came near to her and hold her face with both my hands. She closed her eyes and planted a small kiss on her lips.She put her hands on my waist and started deeply kissing me. Her lips were very soft and juicy. We deeply kissed each other for about 20 minutes. I took her lower lip in my mouth and started sucking them. Then she did the same.Our tongues were into each other and our saliva was mixing each other. I laid her on the sofa and we both continued. What am I supposed to think?’ Frustration and anger consumed him. ‘Goddammit! I’ve never cheated on you! Why can’t you get that through your head?’ ‘Oh really? Then who was the woman who called here two weeks ago?’ ‘I already told you. She was a co-worker wanting to know about the convention.’ ‘Sure.’ She sighed. ‘And I asked you before, why couldn’t she just get the information at work? Why did she have to call you?’ When he didn’t answer, she turned again and made her way toward the bedroom..