Those few moments cost him a year, as when he finally made the decision to run out after her, she was long gone. It took him over a year to run into ...er once again. Every time he would go to the tennis club he would silently pray that she would be there. He even asked about her, but it was hard when all you could say is, ‘she’s a gorgeous blond wearing a white tennis skirt’. All the women in the club pretty much looked like that. Weeks turned into months and he had almost given up hope when,. It winked! All three ran!Later that night, as Martin lay in bed, he got to thinking about the toilet and the eye. "Why would someone be locked in a toilet cubicle, looking through a hole into the next one when someone was doing the toilet? They would surely see the other person’s cock."Martin felt his own cock stir. Looking at someone having a pee with their cock in their hand had stimulated something in him. He stroked his 5 inch cock to full erection and gently pulled the foreskin back to. Reflecting off the smooth mirror, my skin looked almost albino white. I laughed inwardly. I was 24 and still looking good. I carried my big Gucci purse into the roomy elevator. I pressed "6" button and the elevator started slowly going up. First we stopped at floor 2, where two chatty secretaries came in and waved at me, shutting up immediately. They left abruptly at floor 4, and there two men stepped in. I recognized the first man, who was my secretary's son. Lily, my secretary, was 54. After thinking about it and fantasizing and dreaming, I finally asked Loni, "How would you feel if I went out with another man. Just me and him?" She was way less fazed by this than I was worried she might be. She said, "Sure, as long as you try to be careful."So with her blessing, I started looking around on the internet. I figured another guy in my position, married, discreet, curious, would be good. It took a long time, with quite a few false starts, but finally I arranged to meet Dave..