I turned around and he looked for a long time at my junk. He asked if he could touch it, and said that he always wanted to feel a dick in his hands. I...agreed, since we were already naked together in a room. He grabbed my dick and started to feel all around. The tip, the shaft. He went further down and started to touch my balls. Im getting a little hard thinking about it now. He said he always wanted to feel what a cock felt like in his mouth. Come to think of it, i think that he is a bi-sexual. It may look out of place, but it can't be helped, we certainly can't leave it here," Owen told me."No, drummers and peddlers are not to be trusted, at least those in Kentucky weren't, and I don't imagine that those here are any better," I agreed.We went downstairs to eat then. The dining room on the first floor was quite large, being about 30 feet square, and there were a number of people having supper when we appeared. We went in and ordered, and while the food when it arrived was quite good,. “I didn’t come prepared.”“That’s okay," she replied, “I am clean, and I don’t fuck around and I get checked on a regular basis and I am on the pill.”Her “I don’t fuck around” statement made me chuckle.“You’re a first,” she replied.I slipped out of the hot tub and started to towel off. As I did, she did the same, stripping out of panties.She pressed herself up against me, thrusting her wicked tongue deep into my mouth, as she grabbed my erection.Damn.We ended up on the bed, her straddling me, as. It was her favorite place to sit and think by herself and she especially didn’t want her ashes decorating my fireplace mantle where I could just sit and brood looking at them for the rest of my life. My loving wife knew me oh, so well. I told Randy that my cruising days were done, but he had a slightly surprising alternative offer to make. Would I consider just performing ‘Piano Lounge’ for a season? Less work (less money, but not much so), I wouldn’t have to sing and could just play sad piano.