" Maybe I should think of a maritime career," Paul said. "With the six-week hard-on I'm going to have, I could hire myself out as a rudder!" I like to...think of it more as a tiller," Lois said, probing under Paul's blanket for a sneak-feel of his already-erect penis, and then tugging it back and forth, as if steering a sailboat.Lois knew that at least two of Paul's three ever-present roommates in the hospital ward -- the same guys who'd been there with him the whole time she'd known him -- were. ”Megan gave me a quizzical look when I mentioned doing everything in those stories, because I had not previously emphasized my attraction to big cocks to her. She had read enough stories to know that cuckold husbands sometimes suck the cocks of their wives’ lovers.The people in those types of meetings routinely hear stories like mine, and many much worse, so I wasn’t surprised that there wasn’t much of a reaction. But after the meeting, when we were standing around and having refreshments,. He lost his breath when her hand rested on his bulging cock, her fingers stroking him.Billy almost came at that moment. His body trembled as he anticipated what was to come, what he wanted. His eyes dropped to her hand squeezing his dick through his jeans. He glanced between her parted legs to the sparce patch of blond curly hair. Her labia were visible and inviting.“Aunt Janis,” he nervously began.She shushed him with a gentle finger to his lips. Standing, she untied her robe and dropped it on. It read: “You are cordially invited to the Washington Irving High School Class of ’66, Fiftieth Reunion.” Included was the usual contact info with a request to RSVP. Along with it was a personal note from the reunion committee chair, Susan Camarato Hammersmith. It read: “Looking forward to seeing you and reminiscing about some very special times.” Susan Camarato, the girl next door, and my first real crush. Well, not exactly next door, more like over the back fence. We’d known each other since.