See you later,” she said and got up. As she walked past me she reached out and ran her hand across my face. I felt a tremor go through me.I was incr...dibly excited all day. My cock was hard as a rock and barely went down. The strange thing was that I didn’t know what I was more excited about—what we had done sexually or the opportunity to be with her for two weeks; probably both things. When the day was over, I was almost relieved. It felt like I was a little boy again waiting for Santa. Only I. Johnson went out for dinner, leaving me with Mike, their son. He was being good for sure, watching television as I cooked dinner. I called him for dinner, but he never responded, so then I went to the living room to see what's happened. To my astonishment, he had fallen asleep. I sighed and carried him towards his bedroom, but stumbled a lot since he was bigger than me.I laid him in bed and tucked him in like a 5-year old. As I turned around to go downstairs, he grabbed my hand and pulled me. By the time Tom prepared some drinks, I had already cum from Edna's expert finger massage. She was still ready for more excitement.Tom asked to let him in between us. Then he put his arm around me as I was sipping my drink. I put my arms around his strong neck and kissed him seductively. He slid his tongue into my waiting mouth. I heard Edna laughed with pleasure as she watched us kissing…Gently Tom squeezed and rubbed my boobs through my thin blouse. I could feel my nipples becoming hard with. He knew a club where we could go later, but he realized I need an I.D.He stuck out his thumb at passing traffic, but no cars stopped for him. The cars honked as they sped along and away. We then continued to walk, and headed to an apartment on a side street off Santa Monica Boulevard, where his friend lived. He said his friend could probably get me a fake I.D to use to enter the club.We went to an upstairs apartment, and a young, slender, tall lanky, gay looking boy answered the door.He.