I wasn’t even fast enough to turn around he was already putting his weight on my back getting me leaning down and my hands on top of the cabinet for...support.I was about to tell him to put on the condom when I felt his hand pulling down my panties. Next thing I felt was his huge dick pushing into my pussy.“Wait, you need to use a condom, little boy. Pull it out of me and let me put a condom on you.” I said.“Don’t you want to feel my dick without the rubber? I can fuck you much better without. Your touch was firm yet so tender and I let the mental door slam on my silly protests. You removed my pants and massaged my leg joints right at the crease where my ass meets my legs, occasionally brushing against my pussy, which was beginning to throb with the need to feel you touch it. You kept massaging and I felt my hips rise off the couch to offer you better access. You ran your fingers over my wet slit and it was as though a jolt of electricity went through my entire body, from my pussy. Then I remembered I had a 2pm commitment on Sunday that I couldn't get out of. I said fuck it. I’ll go as soon as the event is over and get to Connecticut Sunday night. And come back Tuesday. Not ideal but hopefully I could get fucked a couple of times.I left later than I wanted but I still was hoping for the best. About 20 minutes before Connecticut, there is a rest area that use to be a great cruising spot with lots of trails, but now everything is fenced off. It is kind of edgy to do. There was no seams, gaps, or form to his surroundings. It was almost like he floated in this white world.Next, the middle-aged man looked down upon his body. It was the same as he remembered it. He was wearing the pyjama's bottoms he put on as he was getting ready for bed. His feet were bare, as was his chest.The last thing the handsome man remembered was going down the stairs to get some water. It had been night and he had awoke thirsty, his wife Jen, lay sound asleep next to him. Then.