"Would you like to have lunch or a cup of coffee or something? My treat," she asked."I can't think of anything I'd rather do than have lunch with you....Your treating me isn't necessary. The pleasure of your company will be payment enough," I said.We went to a little eatery in the Mall and ordered drinks and salads. We learned that our names were Mike and Casey and that I was an early retired 50 and she was a freelance writer. As the afternoon wore on, we were talking like we'd been friends. The image I saw next was the image that would change my marriage forever.Kevin, my strong husband of nearly ten years was standing naked underneath a running shower with his side facing me. He was bent over slightly with his hands up on the tile wall and his head bent up to the ceiling. Mike, our family friend and business partner was standing behind Kevin massaging his ass cheeks and holding in his hand the biggest erection I had even seen in my life. For a brief second I got angry, I thought. I was very afraid mom will kill me today .when I want in kichen mom said good morning my son how r u I was little bit ok I said iam good mom .mom said give me hug I hug her than see said do u like what u so last night I said yes mom but did u told dad she said no I was happy .mom said u want to do the same I said yes but don't tell dad she no I would tell any body same to u .u not going to tell any one I said yes .we had breakfast together than she said iam going to take shower n I will see u. But the question was, how to get him to allow me to suck his cock? I was well known for my gag issues and had always been reduced to sucking men that were far less endowed. I made my move in the reading room of the YMCA. Mr. Rollins was reading some religious publication and drinking coffee. I took the high back chair next to him and screwed up the courage to talk to him. Speaking low, I said, “Mr. Rollins, sir, may I speak to you?” Mr. Rollins looked up and recognized me from the many.
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