"You are from a very differentgeneration. But frankly, I'm just not as brave as you are," Iconfessed."Given your circumstances I think you are very b...ave," Andrew continued."No, it hasn't been easy, but I'm not going to pretend things haven'timproved for people like us. People still give me a hard time. But Ican be open and be myself, because I'm standing on your shoulders."Andrew reached out and helped me rise to my feet. "I wanted you to knowthat before I went away to school. I wanted you. My nails dug into his shoulders as he kissed a trail to my breast. He pulled open the shirt with his free hand and sucked my left nipple and then the right. He nibbled and bit the tender skin. Jared would shift from one breast to the other as his fingers sent me higher and higher. My orgasm slammed into me hard. My muscles tightened and my back arched pushing my tit further into his mouth. My hand curled into his hair pushing him to take more. Jared knew what he was doing. His fingers never. You might even be able to play in our game Thursday night.”The team provides jerseys, so after work I bought some basketball shoes, socks, and shorts, before heading home. Then on Tuesday night, I met him at the Y at 7:00 pm. All the men were in their forties. Gavin, Joe, Jason, Jack and Sam are white; while Mitchell and Doug are African-American. They were all nice and welcoming to me, but I did take quite a bit of teasing for being so far out of shape. I was still pretty good at making. I would make my lover feel just as good as she had made me feel. I pulled her in for a passionate kiss, but that was as far as we got before I was snapped back to reality by the sound of someone knocking on the door. I glanced around, confused. It was not until I realized I was still fully dressed and standing in front of the door that I remembered what was happening. My fantasy was over and my neighbor, the one I had been caught spying on, now stood on the other side of the door. I was tempted.