We probably ate together at least four days a week. Today could turn interesting. When I walked into the house I went straight to the restroom to wash...my hands. I usually kiss my wife and daughter when I come in but I wanted to stay away from that tonight. Especially Beth. I didn’t want to even kiss her till I knew what was going on. I didn’t want to give my daughter a disease. Damn, I was almost paranoid now. We sat down to eat and Beth started talking about her first few weeks at college. She. Tom and I were best friends. We spent most days of our days, together at the beach, or just hanging out. How we got to the point where we started to experiment sexually grew over time. He would comment here or there, always saying he would suck my cock or I could suck his, but really I thought he was joking. Well, at least at first. All those comments, so often, made me think about it more and more. I was, or became, curious. We were just teens, just horny teens.His sister Cindy was younger. He would get on these private forums of 3 to 8 old guys chatting while they got blown. He bragged about me. All the other guys had arrangements. I was just there to suck cock. He bragged about that. It was fun. I enjoyed it. I had already been taking pics for a a few years. The camera just made me more horny.We did not have an arrangement in real life. It was quite simply I could come sit naked with him and suck his cock for it as long as I wanted to. I did for three and a half years.There was. That morning the first thing I noticed was his dress slacks, all black and tight on his chubby body. He was into paperwork most of the day with the sunlight from the window right on his pants I could take glances any time I wanted from my computer. A few times it would get positioned and I could see the girth of it and the massive head on it. As long as nobody was near my cubicle my desk covered my business attire, and I could spread my legs like a slut and think about accepting it for a few.