Grunts and moaning and whimpering filled the room. It only lasted maybe 10 minutes and Horas was lying down licking his weapon and Cathy was in the sh...wer. Of course I got my turn and then we both had a shower. I slept well that night.Monday dawned and I heard Cathy telling Horas we both had to go to work. She put him in the backyard and we had breakfast, got dressed and headed to work. She worked fairly close to home so I dropped her off and picked her up after work. Once home we shared dinner. Well for me I was looking very nice wearing my sexy ass outfit that made many heads turn and look at me,after having a few drinks and listening to some great music this place was off the hook.Wishing I had and date with me would made things alot better that night but hell just being by myself still having a grand ole time.I'm at this club dancing,drinking and talking to a few folks and watching others having a good time as well that really made my night.Looking at all the sexy people around me. A beer bottle, coated in perspiration sat before him, like an obedient hound. His eyes flicked along the bar looking for a likely mark, someone who fit the 'type' perfectly. It was the only way to make it work.He sighed in frustration. It was nearing midnight and he hadn't found the right kind of poor sap yet.He wanted it. Fuck. He needed it. The thrill. The rush. He loved finding the perfect mark. It wasn't anything perverse or sexual. It was just good, clean fun. The kind that left him with a. "I... I ..didn't mean it," he said and if a thirty-seven-year-old man could blush then he was blushing."Oh, that is disappointing Ben," said Gill with a pout."I did mean it; I still do," he said as he dug himself a deeper hole."You still do what? Think of me when you wank?" said Gill feeling a little bit guilty for teasing but highly aroused because Ben Luckhurst was actually a very attractive man.Before Ben could respond in any way, a male voice said, "Gill. there you are, there is someone for.