As we chatted she bent down for something off the bottom shelf and she looked sexy from behind, "Do you like what you see" she said, "I certainly do" ... replied. As she stood up she took me by suprise in saying "I really like you and want you right now".Well I was dumbfounded to say the least. "Where" I said, "How about the toilets" she answered. I looked at her and she said "Follow me", as we made our way to the customer toilets, she certainly wasn't giving me up. I followed her into the ladies. Dave watched them for a moment then slid into his chain mail hauberk. He rolled his shoulders to adjust the way it hung on him and grabbed his Roman-style short swords, slinging them on his back and hooking the straps to his belt. He checked the draw on each gladius and then buckled his seax, a match to the one Jonathon carried, around his waist. With another roll of his shoulders he reached into his footlocker and pulled out a chain mail hood. He pulled it on over his head and quickly worked. But it comes around every year. And I do it. Every year, end ofApril or thereabouts. Find an outing on my own, get tarted up,find a man. And suck his cock. I haven't missed a single yearsince then.Ok, it's really rather unfair on my wife and kids in one way.But it does mean I can keep my 'peculiarity' in check. It waseasy in the early days, while I was still at school and then atcollege. I could always find somewhere, college room, at home,at a neighbour's house when I promised to feed their. She continued to suck and lick it even as it began to deflate. Finally when there was no more cum to harvest she let me go."Well my sweet Richard, you tasted wonderful, certainly better than my husband did. Kink of salty with an unknown tang. I hope we can do this more often, at least if you would like to?"More often? You betcha Red Ryder! "Helen, when ever you want to we can do that."The relationship between Helen and I continued on like this for the next three months. I would visit her two or.