Whiteman. “Thanks!” was all I could say. I defiantly did not want to be there after meeting Tim Whiteman, but I was already there. I guess I co...ld make the most of it. “Nice house. Our your parents throwing some kind of party?” I said. “Yeah! It’s my Mom’s birthday. Kind of an adult party. No k**s allowed. I got some video games upstairs in my room. You like to come up stairs with me?” he said. I just nodded my head yes, and followed Tim upstairs to his room.His room was kind of. I did as I was told. We had John, a supervisor from another office, visiting that day. I was trying to be casual while I was making small talk in the copy room, but I was very aware of how handsome this late 50s man was and that my buttplug was in, pressing on my prostate. We chatted about the upcoming staff party and he made a joke about how wild they had been in the past. As my mind started imagining getting wild with him, my cock stiffened. I thought I saw his eyes glance over my crotch, but. "Let's see what's in the 'Kink Room'."Cindi and I walked out of the porn room and into the Kink Room followed by a good portion of the audience. The Kink Room was darker than the sex theater, but about the same size. On the wall opposite the door, a movie screen, showing a B&D film, hung down from the naked rafters. Rows of wooden chairs in front of the screen were scattered helter-skelter. B&D wasn't big on Cindi's or my list of turn-ons, but we decided to stay. I was dragging two chairs to. I think we need to talk.”I smiled and patted him on the shoulder, “Great. I need to talk to you, too. I’ve had a busy week and I still have much I need to do. Some of which I’d like your input on.”He choked out a chuckle, “I just hope you’re still smiling when I tell you what’s on my mind.”“Not going to be a problem. Let’s take a stroll out to the nearest bar and get us a drink? I think we can fend for ourselves for a while. Everyone knows how to get ahold of me if they need us.”He looked back.