What I haven't told her is that I'mwatching a lot of porn that deals withsissies, and cocksuckers. I'm fascinated with the act of being on my kneessuc...ing someone off. I've never had a gay experience unless you count thetime I was successful in sucking my own dick. That was an amazing experiencethat I was never able to duplicate but, I have had continual dreams of beingable to repeat the act.After my visit I decided to do a little shopping. I've done a little in thepast but not for an extended. I saw John turn and look back toward me as he walked away then John stopped again and he turned to me again and smiled at me. I smiled back and then I realized something. That fucker had left my damn door wide-open leading into my office. I jumped and I ran to close it before anyone saw me. I stood there with my back against my closed door. That feeling came over me again as I smiled and laughed to myself thinking I will get him for that one. John was waiting for me by my car when work ended. I. She had given him a key to her place months ago although he never asked for it. ‘Your choice,’ was what she said when she gave it to him. He kept it in the glove box of his car, out of sight, but not out of mind. He’d take it out periodically, look at what it said, a promise unspoken, then quickly replaced it in its safe place and wore his fidelity like a thorny crown about his head. Now it had been too long, too long without what he needed to feel like a man again. It had come to this when he. Not just somewhere to sleep at night while she listened to her Mom, as she entertained some man and they both got high. Not a temporary abode like her apartment had been. Somewhere to crash for the night while she dreamed of something better. No, she thought of this as an actual home. She loved and was loved by Amy and Sam.As the sounds of love making from the other room reached a peak, Mel lay on her back with the sheet thrown to the foot of the bed. Her legs were splayed apart and two of her.