“That should keep you busy for a few minutes while I get ready!” I turned to watch her as I continued to try and free myself from the ball buzzing...that was sending highly persuasive signals to my nether regions.At first I could not tell what she was doing and then it hit me. She was straightening out the straps of a harness to fuck my ass with! She has known for decades that while I am not gay or even much into anything bi-sexual, I do love to have a woman play with my ass. But as far as. Do you think she’d start going to meetings?”“Meetings?” I asked.“There are days when I wonder how you manage to get out of bed in the mornings!” Al laughed. “For a smart, educated man, you are clueless about quite a few things. A meeting. Alcoholics Anonymous. Twelve-Step programs. I’m sure you’ve heard of those!”“Sorry, I just didn’t get the ‘meetings’ reference. Anyway, I have no idea if she’d go or not. But isn’t the important thing to remove the trigger? The thing that makes her want to. Ye sunte hi mera mood kharab ho gya kyuki mai jaldi se bus me jaa kar apna adhura choda hua kkampura karna chata tha. Par jab maine use dekha to vo mujhe shaitani nazro se dekh kar Dhabhe k piche ki aur jane lagi mai bhi uski piche gya aur vo barish me bigh rahi thi tabhi maine use piche se jaa kar pakad liya aur use ghama kar dekhne laga dekhte hi dekhthe hum dono kiss karne lage fir kiss karte karte usne mera lund pakad liya aur sehlane aur badane lagi fir usne meri zip kho; klar mera lund. Next morning, as was to be expected, Christopher woke with an enormoushangover. It took him a few minutes to remember why he had the hangoverand that made the hangover feel even worse."Oh God, what a mess. What are we going to do now," he mumbled tohimself.He looked around, and said,"Where am I?" not realising for a moment he was in the guest bedroom. Hissenses began to come back slowly as he tried to get up. This proved to bea slow process with the hangover he had. Christopher eventually made.