Lynn settles in her seat as Mike pulls out of the garage to head back home. She says, “That was a great concert. I just love Itzhak.”“I know. He...��s so gracious. Not like a lot of top performers who act like they’re doing the audience a favor just by showing up.”She says in a sultry voice, “I also love the private game.”“The private game? But Chuck’s left.”“Silly, we don’t need Chuck to play the private game. We can think of new things.”“Like what?”“In the public game, the married couple go to. .sorry", he stuttered out and I told him to drink up as we were leaving. Craig came back and we finished our drinks quickly and I locked up with the snow still falling and the streets completely white. We began our trudge home, and immediately I almost slipped but young Craig held me up and offered his arm for the rest of the journey. What a nice young sexy gentleman.Noel lagged behind whilst Craig and I chatted, his warm muscular body protecting me from the conditions and it was already making. I was so turned on I couldn't wait, but carefully wet his ass with my tongue and let him slobber on my cock to try and make it easier. I positioned myself facing him, and slowly pushed the head of my dick into his tight little hole. I backed off and eased back in over and over, and paused every so often to lick him some more. When I finally pushed it all the way in, I was in ecstasy and leaned as far forward as I dared, to kiss his lips and then suck on his tongue.As I started pumping in and. I hadn’t felt that sore since college, and a thought came to me as I drove to work. The thought was about the guy.Maybe trying to follow him, hadn’t been a bad thing. If I was sore as a result of it, then trying to follow him had made me work harder. Working harder is the way we improve. Perhaps trying to catch that guy would be good for me.The problem with that was that I’d been going to that park once or twice a week since I’d started running with Heather. The previous day had been the first.