After I reserved the room, I immediately called Marissa to see if she was available on Saturday at 2:00 for three hours. She said yes. I said see you ...hen and we both hung up. The rest of the week went by pretty normally with the exception of me reading a lot of manuals on cunnilingus, analingus, anal sex and delaying my cum shots. I also started trimming my pubic hair. When the day finally came I went to the motel at 1:00 and checked in. then I went to a McDonalds across the street, ordered. I had a hard on straight away and chose to sit in the middle of a row where nobody else was sitting. I unzipped and got my hard cock out and started stroking slowly. About ten minutes of this and a large elderly man came and sat next to me, and started stroking his cock and looking at me – I didn’t know what to do so I smiled at him and he immediately put his hand behind my head and pulled me down to his cock so I started to suck him. I wasn’t sure how to do it correctly but it must have been. "On Sunday, as expected, I got a text that he was going to come over. He arrived part way through the first quarter and was surprised that Trevor wasn't there.I said, "He can't get here till after church. He is a doting husband, a caring father and a true Christian."He chuckled. I offered him a beer and we watched the game until half time without really talking.Just as the half was ending, both agreeing the Bears needed to be more aggressive on offense, there was a knock on the door."Come in,". All day, people had been in and out, browsing, deliberating, buying. A lampshade here, a first edition there. He was my last customer of the day, and even as he entered I thought I might have to usher him gently out so I could lock up. He browsed the shelves for a while before approaching the counter and presenting me with an engraved, silver cigarette case. It was only then that I noticed his eyes. They were emerald green, and piercing; I felt like I might never move again, holding his gaze.