After half a bottle of spirit each someone, I don’t know who, whispered:“What about Andreas?”Several of the council choked on the drinks. The ob...ections came thick and fast.“He’s a man!”“He’s an embarrassment!”“Who would fuck him? We don’t have any homosexuals left in the village. They all migrate to the towns where they have more opportunities.”I, as Mayor, calmed them down.“Let’s think about the suggestion rationally,” I said. “Does anyone think Andreas is NOT a virgin?”“Of course he is,”. He reached for a condom, a magnum of course, and rolled it over the thick hard shaft. The tip of his head and foreskin gleaming with shiny pre-cum again. He wasted no time shoving that cock into my soaking wet pussy. Although I was wet and ready to accept his cock, It was still a tight fit. He was much larger than my husband or anyone else I had recently fucked, so the feel of being penetrated by this thick cock was amazing. I tried to keep my “tough girl” composure and not show how much. I did not even get to see the title of the movie because Edna started the make out part of our evening immediately.Mom turned off one of the two living room lamps and my hand quickly unbuttoned a strap on Edna's sundress and slid over a breast.Her back was to the love seat so Mom and Andrew could not see that, however Edna's groan may have told them something was going on.I noted that Mom was kissing Andrew as her hand slid over his thigh but he looked reluctant to do anything himself.Mom. I get out of the taxi in the snow, pulling my collar up against the chill wind, and battle my way inside. Again he is late returning from his business trip, and I have undergone a gamut of emotions my messages to him have been in turn fond, pleading, angry and contrite. His brief and infrequent answers keep me on the edge of hope, and late at night I find myself out on the streets, walking in the cold wind, not able to sit quietly at home and wait. More than once he has given me a time for his.