My name is Frank and I am 40 years old. I’m shy and find it hard to mix with people. I’ve not dated since the divorce so I’ve had a very long se...less period of my life, except for what my hand offered by way of relief.Mary hated sex with me - complaining of my less than day old whiskers if I attempted to pleasure her orally, and hating the size of my cock. I was too big for her dainty vagina. Pussy was a crude word in her eyes, and instantly got me in trouble if I used it.My life took a turn. Our car would be blue for the rest of our lives. I was probably taking it a bit far but it was hard not to.She was wearing my ring for the rest of our lives.We found the house. It wasn't hard; the town isn't that big and I'd been there a couple times before. We started to unload the car and I handed her the keys when she asked for them. When she opened the door, however, I realized what I was forgetting."Wait!" I stopped her before she could enter the house and took the bags out of her. Fittingly, most of our fantasies have been about Aleem watching me with one of the Harem girls. He has been very persistant about my befriending them and encouraging me to further explore this side. It was no wonder when Sumeya came and sat accross from me that I didn’t brush her off with wanting to sleep as I had previously. Sumeya was here for Faruk and up until now I had used caution wary that this may lead to unpleasantries but tonight’s exchange with Aleem left me craving more. Left me in. I ran to the gate and waved good bye to Jack and Ray. I locked the gate and then walked back to the van. As I did I thought about what could happen in the next hour or so. I became so aroused that it was actually hard to walk with that ‘thing’ stretching my shorts to their limit!I got back to the van and thought to myself, “well, here goes!” I opened the side door to my van and there was Keith laying on the side bunk in his skimpy little white underwear. My van had a clear ceiling vent and.