" The men all said their goodbyes and Mike and I waved to them from the floor. After Charles had let the other men out he made one last stop in the li...ing room. "Thank you boys again for the great evening, now I am going upstairs to bed. Don't burn the house down and I'll see you tomorrow." He turned and started to walk towards the staircase in the entry way. Without even turning around he called out over his shoulder, "And Timmy, I hope you had fun." Mike smiled at me and I let out a little. I just couldn’t get off. I was in a sweat and beginning to panic. This had never happened before. Two or three minutes usually did it for me. I hate to admit it but at 18 I was still a virgin. I lay back gasping and out of breath. I looked at my red abused prick to seek guidance but all one-eyed Jack did was stare back at me accusingly as if what was happening was my fault. Well, perhaps it was but I couldn’t for the life of me figure out what I’d done wrong. Suddenly I heard a voice inside my. Henrietta taught me the finer points of orally servicing women and soon word spread of my cunnilingus skills. This attracted a certain Mrs. Constance O’Day. The oral sex we had was amazing. I swear this old broad could suck a golf ball thru a garden hose and she was just as impressed with my oral abilities. Constance was far from the best fuck I was enjoying, but she was by far the best cocksucker. However, Henrietta remained my favorite, perhaps because she was my first.I continued fucking. He had opened the door to see a bright eyed cheeky little thing standing there. She was wearing his least favorite attire for women skin tight jeans and a t-shirt. He had been so taken aback by her blinding smile that when she had blurted out in a single breath, “Hi! Remember me? I know you weren’t expecting me quite so soon. Can I come in?” Stunned he had actually stepped aside and let her in. She had stepped past him pulling a small suitcase with her, suitcase? Remember her? Expecting her? .