“It was fine,” Carson shrugged. “No complaints.”The bartender wandered over. “What can I get you?”Carson’s heartbeat suddenly raced, as ...f the man could tell just by looking that Carson had sucked Mr. Armisen’s dick once and impulsively followed him across the country with nothing but flip-flops and a carry-on.“He’ll have a vodka and tonic,” Mr. Armisen said. “Put it on my tab.”The bartender nodded and left.“Thanks,” said Carson breathlessly.“No problem,” said Armisen, taking a sip of his. The countless hours at the gym, the relentless miles that my feet have pounded out on many streets and trails have not been in vain. I have a toned and shaped torso and hips. My soft hands caress my sides and graze the front of my thin panties, lingering oh so slightly over my pantie clad pleasure points. Steam begins to cloud the mirror as the shower heats up and I slip off my panties and stockings. My nipples are rock hard and nary a hair can be seen on my clean-shaven mound. I can feel the. ‘He sounds a very nice man,’ said Aunt Lucy. ‘He is,’ Susan said warmly. ‘Very nice indeed. The children love him, and he helps me out no end. You know I found out he’s the owner of the flats I manage?’ ‘He’ll be a wealthy man then!’ laughed Katy. ‘Very eligible!’ ‘I suppose so.’ Susan tried to sound non-committal. ‘You should invite him down to see us,’ said Lucy. ‘Harry and I would love to meet him. You said he used to be in the army?’ ‘Yes,’ Susan replied. ‘He was in the SAS, and something. I had bought her some sexy lingerie: a white with pale pink lace trim bra, panty, garter belt and stockings set. I hoped that it would make her feel sexy. Just looking and touching the lingerie made my cock twitch and leak precum! As I walked up to our house, gift package in hand, I saw a truck parked in our driveway. I recalled Susan telling me she had someone coming over this week to repair the washing machine so seeing the truck didn’t concern me. I entered the house quietly wanting to.