After at least an hour passed, finally a plumber’s van pulled out.The guy was smiling at me. He was heavy and muscular. He was in his mid-forties. H... came down and introduced himself as Butch.He offered me a ride. I told him I would love a ride, flirting a bit with him, so I could get home.He asked what direction I was going and went I told him, he started moving away telling me he was not going near there.I shouted at him; because I had not even money enough for a taxi ride. I leaned over. "You can use the shower first. We'll get up early and you'll feel refreshed," I said.Megan started to say something, but smiled and headed for the bathroom, refraining from making another remark about my orders. She wasn't in the bathroom long. "All yours," she said when she came out, dressed for bed and drying her hair with a towel. I didn't stay under the water long either. When I went into the bedroom I discovered that she had added a blanket to the bed. She was wearing the same T-shirt that. "I'm going to get my wish? You're going to let me fuck you." I'll probably regret it later, but I'm too horny to think straight right now. Get one of those rubbers on your cock and get your ass over here." Like most guys my age, I carried a rubber in my wallet. Bobby had left two rubbers behind on the night table but I preferred my own. My hands were shaking so badly that I couldn't even tear the foil. Karen called me over and told me to lay back. She quickly rolled the rubber down over my. The edges of my dream are torn; a mass of swirling tendrils that reach out of the darkest recesses of my mind. My hidden needs, my greatest desires and my lustful cravings. These are the dreams that I do not share; my dreams of you. My midnight dreams. It’s spring, so the air is warm and tinged with the humid scent of lust. Small birds gather at my feet and scatter, only to gather once more as office workers move like wraiths from here to nowhere. Across from me sits a man. He is a blur, a.