If you don't let me in, I'll show your parents what you do when they are away.”I was dumbfounded, like a deer caught in the headlights, and took a m...nute before I let him in. “What do you want?”, I asked.“I want you to do what you said you would do in our chat”, he said.“Look, I'm not gay and I am really a virgin. I don't want to get fucked.”, I told him. “It's all just role play. It's just harmless fun and I don't really get into that.”“Did you jerk off while we chatted?”, he quickly. As I got his lovely cock in my mouth again I let go a spurt of pee on his chest then felt his lips around my shaft. I could feel myself squirting more piss as we sucked each other and I tasted more of his juice. I moved down a bit and we licked each other's balls - then I felt his hot wet tongue eagerly working on my hole. We swapped between sucking and rimming each other both making sounds of a****l pleasure."I've got condoms and lube in my case," I said.I went over to my suitcase as he moved. It's a great adventure for me to go all over the place and to be gone for long periods of time, but it leaves the little missus to fend for herself when the washer breaks or the car needs repair or...well...when she becomes lonely. My wife has always been fairly social so in my absence she made new friends every time we moved and kept in touch with old ones--including old boyfriends. I didn't know of the latter until things came to something of a head at one point fairly early in the marriage.. We talked and flirted and he kept taking more photos of me as the others danced or drank close by. He kept telling me how sexy I looked; that I should model for him and he could get my pictures into magazines or on the internet. As the drink and flattery began to take effect I began posing for him, making sure that he saw my stocking tops, and I would bend forward making my cleavage look absolutely massive. At one stage I pouted and put two fingers into my mouth which must have looked like I.