I was horny and needed a good cock sucking. It was prefect timing for both of us.“Hey Kenny, what are you up to man. Doing anything.”, I asked n...t hiding the bugle between my legs. I wanted him to see it and his eyes zeroed right in on my crouch. When he looked up I smiled and continued, “I never had a guy give me head, man, I think I would like to see what it is like. I hear you suck good cock. You into it?”He didn't answer right away. Maybe, he wasn't used to having someone put it. "In that case: because he's done it before and he enjoyed the taste?"He was nothing if not determined. I rather liked that about him.I nodded. "That's more believable, but I'm not sure a straight bloke would be that interested in sucking another guy's cock. After all, he chose to marry a woman, so he must have at least some attraction for female genitalia."Dane laughed. "Some guys like it both ways."I laughed back and nodded over at him. "How right you are." Okay," he said again. "Let's say he. .. Colleen said that I ... well ... they think we ... you see ... I haven't had a serious man in my life since college, and then only in the most general sense. I've never had a steady boyfriend, just dates, and occasional weekends. I was with some men in my line of work, but that was convenience, not love."When I took the job with DOJ, I traveled so much because I was the girl they put with people where a guard needed to pretend to be a young teenager. I can make myself up to look fifteen. Then a lady showed up, Ruth, tall, skinny, married woman around forty. Not bad looking but not real exciting either. Then Jill showed up. And I knew her. Jill was my English Lit teacher from my school. She was short, married, had a Texas accent, and in her mid fifties. A little petite lady with a lot of energy but also looked kind of old and not someone I would expect to see at a sex swing event. We all got introduced and everyone started small talk. Jill grabbed and took me to the bathroom..