Mothers friend was young wife of a minister. I never met him, I did meet her many times. She would drop by when I was only one there, just finished a ...hower and getting ready for a ball game. Would sit on my bed while I got dressed. She liked to sit on my shoulder and just be handled. She told how she always liked big guys, but big guys always passed her by. She was about 5-2 and 110 lbs. Nice chest and tight body. She was not beauty queen, but not ugly at all. I told her I would have dated her. I constantly had to readjust all night as my cock kept responding as I looked at her.We had a fun night, but when it was time for Paula to go home, Robbie dropped her off and walked her to the door. I watched as Robbie held her in his arms, and they kissed very passionately.After about five minutes, Robbie returned to the car. We didn't say a word to each other as Robbie drove to my house. Robbie parked and shut off the car. "Doesn't look like your mother is home," Robbie said."No, she usually. How we met in an internet chat room. How we chatted about poetry and instantly felt a spark, a sense of strong connection. How we moved to a message app later that day and started sharing our pictures, our voices, and ourselves. How everything happened at such an incredibly fast pace, yet it somehow seemed so perfectly natural, as if we had been destined to find each other on that otherwise dull Thursday morning.At the time we first connected, we had both been using the site for a while.. Along with how solid he felt and the hardness of his body against minesomething else I was normally oblivious to was brought to my attention.Aftershave lotion smelled really good! I don't know what kind he usedbut pressed against him the way I was with my face resting against hisupper chest, almost his shoulder, my nose was filled with the odor and Iliked it.We had not spoken since stepping onto the dance floor. Nothing saidbeyond Paul introducing us and Max whisking me away with my.