I couldn't believe what I was doing but here I was with his cock in my mouth doing it wondering what he was thinking but his hips started moving to my...face and I could tell he was liking it and so was I. I wasn't sure how long I sucked him but he was really hard then I leaned up from it looked at him but didn't know what to say, he was grinning, I got up without saying a word went in my bedroom thinking what have I done, but again I thought I went this far so off my shorts went and I went back. Some large, sparse hairs stuck out of it.“Whatcha got there, mister? Is it a skinned deer? Or, is it two deers? You didn’t do a very good job of skinning it.” She picked up a stick and poked the… contents.“Hey now! I’ll thank you not to poke those, please. Uh, You guys got a town hall or something? I need to talk to everyone. And I’ll explain everything.”Jim Marston led the stranger and his wheelbarrow to the center of town, about a half mile down the road.“We ain’t got a town hall,” Jim. An apartment justbeside the Boulevard Housmann. I couldn't have hoped for better. As soon aswe got inside I moved my hand to his trousers.His answer was to offer me another glass of wine. "I don't know that I wantto do this," he said. "I lost my wife 18 months ago, and I think I'm justlonely. Perhaps you should go now, I'm sorry." Oh don't be afraid, I can relax you, help you to lose your loneliness. Ipromise you."I had to keep him interested. In fact it turned out not to be difficult. Ijust. In fact, I'd had the hots for her since middle school. Word was that, if you played your cards right, sex was a real possibility but I also know that guys lie to each other about those things without a second thought. I know I found relief fantasizing about her during jerk-off sessions more than once. So, anyhow, she was the object of my plan.Next morning, I looked in the student directory for her number and called her cell phone."Hello." Hi, Nickie, this is Mike." Mike? Mike who?" Mike Dawson..