It makes no difference if I am on the road or at home I pay for sex. I love the variety that I get. I am especially attracted to darker women, the Spa...ish and Black women. I don’t know why but I do.In all cases whenever I am fucking another woman I am thinking of Jill. How did this start? Jill and I hardly cross paths. Because I make so much more than her I pay for the apartment. It happened that I came home a day early. I didn’t expect to see Jill so I made myself comfortable. After supper I. He finished cleaning up whatever remaining trace of his sperm that he could detect, and he threw the wads of toilet paper in the trash can next to the desk. Then he stood up and pulled his undershorts and slacks back up, and tiptoeing down the carpeted hallway and passed he and his wife's bedroom, where she was still very much engaged in HER activities, and he headed to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, and he would wait for her and the Bull to finish.He was patient. As a virgin. In fact I was getting a bit of a stiff just looking at them all. Not wanting them to think I was a randy goat, I sat down opposite and waited for the expected barrage of questions.Yes there were the usual ones …experience, can I do minor electrical plumbing etc.etc. Then Mrs Hopwith, leaning back and slowing crossing her legs without to much haste and discretion said: “Mr Young, you seem ideal from a practical point of view, but are you discreet? I ask because as you as you will appreciate. We were in the living room of our suite, enjoying quiet time. The babies had been up, fed, played with, changed, and put down for a later morning nap, and we all decided to gather on the three sofas and take-a-talk."I think they decided to try and scare me into pitching poorly. The first guy did it without thinking about it. When I went to pick up the ball he bunted he knew he needed to knock me over to avoid being out. But he made a mistake and ran outside the baseline, which made it an out.