Grabbing the sunscreen bottle, he lathered up his hands. Bending over me, the man started to massage it into my shoulders. I sighed. His hands were wo...king magic on my back.Every time he pushed forward onto my shoulders, his enormous cock brushed against my buttocks.But suddenly, the man changed his position. Straddling my backside, he sat on his knees above my buttocks. His hard cock was now bulging just inches above the thong covering my butt.He asked if it did feel good and I let out a. We had finished our meal and it was time to go. There were a few staresand whispers in the room."C'mon," said Wally, "time to go our separate ways." He took my handpublicly and escorted me to the tray depository where we disposed of ourdirty dishes and leftovers.I let myself into the Henderson's and knocked on their lounge door,entering when they said come in."You don't need to knock every time you come in. This is your home too.How did supper go?" It was OK. A few sniggers and looks, but that. Less than six months ago... My mate of thirty years or so. He was twenty-two and still finding his way. I was leaning forward. My mate and I had discussed her demise. I remember gently asking how long I should wait... "Well, I might like to start dating?!" Jesus, Bob! Get your shit together, man. I'll be dead. What the fuck do I care!" We never discussed it again. I quit work shortly after she passed on and bought the condo a month later with her life insurance money. The house was a quick sale. He was leaving. Do something for Pete’s sake!“Oh, you wanted to stay here till your wife returned?” I blurted out. I was about to mentally berate myself when Jacob turned.“No,” he chuckled. “I was going to ask you to climb in through the kitchen window and get my keys for me. I figured with your tiny frame you could get in.” He shook his head. “Nevermind, it would have been a weird request.”He turned to leave again and my heart rate increased.“I could do it. It wouldn’t be a problem.” I was.