Kind of scuzzy, had tattoos all over him and long stringy hair.I got on the bed and laid back. I began to finger myself and told him it was ready for ...im."You are really fine looking." Thanks, glad you like what you see." Sure do." Condoms on the night stand" (hoping he would take the hint)"No thanks, I like my pussy straight up." "Nuthin better than dumping your load in someone else's wife."He stripped off his clothes and got on the bed. He wasted no time in sticking his cock in me. I have had. I'm a family man, ordinary like any other. I have a wife, three children, a beautiful house, a great car, as well as a very good job. From the moment I was born, I felt that something was missing, and that something was love. I never had love, not even from my parents. They were too busy to pay attention to me.I grew up and arrived at twenty without the opportunity to know what it was to have a girlfriend or sex, not even a kiss. At least until she came into my life. Her name was Liliana. With about two hours left of garage sale time, Connie asked if she could go to other garage sales. It would mean I would have to watch our garage sale by myself."What's in it for me? Do I get sex tonight?" I asked.Connie looked at me and said, "Maybe." Okay, I can handle it. Go buy us some more junk so we can do this again next year." I laughed.Connie actually kissed me and said she was going with Barb, one of the neighbors, to as many garage sales as they could till they were all closed down.. It wasn't Cupid's arrow which had impaled me but Suzannah Weston's smile. I walked around with a soppy grin on my face. I was in love with a beautiful woman — and we all know where that leads.It was a hopeless, hapless, amour. She had amply demonstrated her dislike, disdain and probably disgust, for me, making any chance of a relationship with her as far-fetched as West Ham United winning the Premier Championship, or me copping on with Debbie Harry.It was a pipe dream and nothing more. In fact.