I decided to be very choosey when I was with another guy and make sure that I was not going to be in a clinic soon getting a penicillin shot. I really...like older guys (I am in my mid-forties) and I really only like to play with other married guys. So luckily, that isn’t that hard to find on Craigslist. You may be the same type of guy … married, but just not getting enough sex at home to make it interesting. There are plenty of guys out there like that, thankfully. Well, yesterday, I replied to. He decided that from now on it might be best to avoid thelibrary.A couple days later, while Andy was at work, bagging groceries at thelocal market, Miss Ellingbee came in."Could you give me a hand, Andy?" she asked."Yes ma'am," said Andy as he grabbed her bags and followed her to theparking lot.While they walked to her car, Miss Ellingbee spoke to Andy about Denise."I think it's wonderful that the two of you get along so well. If youwould ask her out on a date it would really help with her self. "He took off his pants, his socks, and his underwear. It has to look silly waving out there, he thought. She motioned him over to her and put her hand around his hardness."You don't need a condom," she said.His face showed confusion."I am taking Enovid. There are doctors in town who will give it to any girl who asks. I get to decide when I get pregnant. It is my choice." Oh, I thought you had changed your mind." You are so stupid. Look at my face. This is what lust looks like." She rolled onto. There was just something exciting about a married woman. Something taboo and wrong about sliding into her.They were mature and beautiful. They shouldn’t want my futa-dick, only their husband’s cock, but they craved me. I gave them something their husbands didn’t. Couldn’t. I swallowed, trembling. My heart thundered in my chest as I turned and faced the house.The right thing would be to walk away.I wanted to do the right thing, but... My futa-dick throbbed, begging to be freed. Why was I still.