" I said.Did you not do what I asked you?" he asked. (He is referring to not masturbating over the weekend) "Yes, Sir." I answered.Sir asked, "Are tho...e shoes hard to walk in?" "Not bad, Sir, as long as it isn't far." I replied. "Well I want to take a short walk. Do you want to finish your drink here or as we walk?" asked Sir."As we walk is fine Sir" I replied."By the way I like your coat; one day I might have you wear nothing but that. Have you ever done that?" he asked."No, sir, but thought. Do you remember Karen Thompson from college?" Yes. Wasn't she the bitch that came to our apartment on her wedding day for you to fuck?" Yes, that's her. I've been fucking her sorry white ass for 5 months. Can you believe it.......she's my neighbor?" If I remember correctly she told you she wanted one last fuck before her wedding because she was going to be faithful to her husband." That's correct. Up until 5 months ago she kept her word. Now she's telling me she wished she'd married me instead.. “Thank you, Bill. And you have the nicest cock I’ve ever swallowed. I’ve never had cum shoot straight down my throat before. Yours is the longest I’ve ever had, and if you can keep a secret, it’s better than all the others…so far.”“Well, it’s yours every other week, Carol. That’s the arrangement.”“I know. I may have to reconsider that arrangement. I’m going to need your cock more often than that.”“You won’t get an argument from me on that.”I stuffed my cock back in my pants, bent over and. "That's weird," Carlos noted, "Xan, you home?"I opened the door and came out in just my boxers as Carlos gave me aweird look."Not wearing clothes today are we?" he quipped."Sorry haven't put anything on," I responded."And why was the door left open," he asked me and I realized sinceRodrigo left I couldn't lock the door."Ummm..." I so eloquently stammered."Wait a minute..." He walked over to me and sniffed where I was as if theman was a sex bloodhound."You had sex last night," he stated.My heart.