The juices from his loins were already glistening in the sunlight at the end of his throbbing cock and he considered the session would be short but sw...et and satisfying. Stroking his nearly scalding shaft at a rapid and steady pace, a low and gritty moan of pleasure crept from the bottom of his throat. The furnace of irrepressible pressure was building in the powerful groin of a healthy youth. For just a jack off, it was going to be an explosive fruition of erotic energy. He happened to. 'cause I know it's gonna seem kinda strange..."He gently squeezed her arm. His heart was pounding, however, as he tried to control his voice. "It would take a lot to weird me out, Ruthie."She swallowed. "I have to trust you, Mike. You have to promise me you won't tell." I won't tell." OK ... then ... like ... when I'm alone ... I mean like ... you know ... when everybody else is gone ... I ... I like to take off my clothes ... you know ... hang out down there in the nude ... It's kinda a thing. .. he was sporting a festive green and red bathrobe, shower-wet, perfectly styled hair, and a pair of house slippers. And I was naked, I’d drooled on the expensive wool throw I was lying on, and there were Christmas tree branches weaved into my hair.Fantastic.I wanted to blame him; I had a full rant ready to go, but it was just vaguely possible the real culprit was the entire pitcher of sangria I’d finished off at the party the night before, and I was pretty sure my aching head was not going to. I met a guy. He was my salesman, actually. Quite charming, very forward and he helped me greatly with the paperwork, gave me a great deal with the trade-in.”“What else did he give ya?” I was grinning, eager to hear a tale.Sandra had been utilizing AFF herself, for just over a year, and she and I had often compared ‘dates from Hell’…I didn’t know for sure, but I figured this - was another of those. If I couldn’t fuck her again, I could at least enjoy another tragically humorous story,.