I grabbed my car keys and ran out the door. I’d decide what I was going to do on the way. All the way on the journey to this strangers home my mind ...aced. Should I submit to what I was sure would be another sexual attack? Should I just turn back home? But if I did that my family would surely know what a cock sucking faggot I was. I was caught like a rat in a trap, although I suspect a rat would have had more fight. I parked the car and started walking up the street. 142, 144, there was an alley. ” “Alex, I’m sure you would have! Much like I’ve enjoyed eyeing your sexy wife all night.” Paige’s comment actually made my wife blush, but I could also tell it got Vicki’s juices flowing – her nipples popped and there was no way to hide it. When Paige got up to grab another beer from the fridge, before she did she stopped behind my wife’s chair and ran her fingers through Vicki’s hair. “Alex, I hope I’m not upsetting you,” Paige said. “I’ve wanted to run my fingers through your wife’s long. I'm not bad looking but I wouldn't be mistaken for a movie star. My looks are what you would call All-American boy and I stand about 6-2. My approaching middle thirties had added about 10 lbs to my 180 pound frame and I needed to get out from behind my desk and run it off."I'm Paul and I'd love a drink". Two beers appeared and we talked about Chicago and I mentioned that I was stuck here because of the weather. "I thought you were from out of town cause I hadn't seen you around before". I. I know she would love it as much as I was. Before I could get to the corner I heard a voice calling to me I turned to see Sheila just a step behind I thought I lost you. Sorry I didnt say good bye you guys look like you could get along without me. Well I was ready to go, can I get a ride? She looked down the street and I peeked at her soft tits budging out of her top and the smooth legs running down to her split toe heals, I wondered if she intended the double meaning I was taking from her.