I'm not even good for entertainment anymore.I take the stairs, intending to leave, but not down. Up.A sudden peace dawns upon me as I ascend the stair.... The roof isn't far away anymore. With resolve, I know exactly what must be done, and aren't feeling like screwing around any longer. I push the service door open and see some of the workers of the building's other floors having a smoke break as they lean against the railing, talking about something innocuous I bet, and even though as they laugh. You grab my ass and you start to spank me. The spanking is so hard, but feels so good. No words are ever spoken. We are just enjoying each other and the great sex. You open your drawer and pull out some lube. You apply it over my tight asshole, and slowly glide your cock into my ass. I gasp a little, as it hurts. You take your time and glide it in very slowly. Once inside you really start to fuck my tight asshole. You are spanking my cheeks, which feel a little sore, but it feels amazing while. We went outside and I asked the k**, he told me his name is Justin, if he wanted to come home with me for more sex and told Barb Ginger is going to take care of her. Justin said he would love to come home with me for more hot gay fucking and sucking. Barb was cool with staying with Ginger.Justin followed me to my house. I texted my wife and told her what has happened and what or rather whom I am doing next. She sent me pics of her hot sexcapades with a bunch of sexy, old, fat women. Some of. I was just about to walk out of there when she said some words and gave me some looks that indicated her vulnerability. I didn’t just ask her to go downtown and have dinner with me, I demanded it. And she had gone along with it.Now I had my first ever girlfriend. It was funny how these things sometimes went.In July, Nora surprised me again by announcing that she had started working at a Burger King. That summer, Nora and I had few places to be alone together except the house where she lived.