Holding true to my desire to stay naked as long as possible, I was on my sofa, reading the newspaper, idly touching my cock, feathering the tip and ve...ns on the shaft. My fingertips massaged my flesh when I got a text from an ex-girlfriend, Irene. I started thinking of all the wonderful things she and I did together. I savored every second of memory about how she liked every inch of her body to be kissed, especially her back, where I would make figure eights with licks and kisses, up and down. I thought maybe you'd, gone to get one of those really nice drinks you liked"She made short "Ha...yeah" unsure of what to say, but fully understanding what I meant: "I know where you are and what you're doing, and I like it"."Well, either way, I'm just chilling here in the flat, gonna go back to bed and just relax here in the bed, thinking about you until you get back. There's no hurry, you just enjoy your workout" and then I whispered, so only she could hear "Don't hang up" Ok baby, I love. There was no Carol to go home to, not for some years, so I didn’t hurry from the locker room. But I rarely hurried. Lots of people get away from their careers. I guess it’s that they didn’t get elected or that they did. They didn’t write the great novel, become superintendent of schools, or head librarian. They just go by, thinking they were competent, and for the most part, they were. Nothing to be ashamed of. They don’t harken back to the start when they had hope and maybe promise, promise of. “Hmm…” Mrs. Smith moaned. She stuck out her ass at me. I did what she did with me, a few minutes earlier. I licked her ass. Yes, I licked it, I mean personally I never thought about doing something like that, but seeing her beautiful asshole, I did it. I also wanted to return the favor that she did to me. “Oh, wow!” Mrs. Smith was surprised to feel my tongue over her asshole. She might have not expected this from me. “Give me that glass dildo, Lily. I want to fuck my pussy as you lick my.