My drinking buddies called in regularly, bemoaning the fact I wasn’t going to the pub nearby for a our pints and old gits chat to put the world to r...ght on a weekly routine. That time would return, they and I knew, but for a week or so rest and in my case, be lazy was the order of every day. “Hi Del,” a female voice shouted from the front door which I knew Corinne had opened as she was just leaving to attend a meeting for the afternoon at a village hall, some fifty miles away and carrying. . not yet, please!" she coaxed. Now looking at me with a question in her eyes. "You'll still have to do something about that yes?" she asked.I laughed, "Eventually ... yes. I certainly can't go home this way," I told her, hinting that I would no doubt be sitting here stroking off again after she left."Then do it now, so I can watch you ... see it, please?" Really? You're serious? You want to watch me ... watch me, jerk off?" Oh yes! God yes! Will you?" She asked.I started doing so, nervously. I move back behind you, you feel the head of My cock pressing against your puckered little asshole. “You want me to fuck your little ass, slut?” I whisper in your ear. With a soft moan, you reply, “Yes, Sir, if that is what you desire of Your little slut.” “Good answer” I smile, “but I want you to fuck Me with your ass. Press your ass back against Me, push your tight little asshole on My cock.” With a groan, you push back against Me, feeling your asshole stretch to take the head of My cock. As. Soon, we were discussing sexual pleasure for the senior set. I figured we'd keep it at that, along with some small talk. Little did I know that alcohol opened his mouth a great deal. I began to take advantage of that opportunity, and asked how he deals with his sexual urges. He walked over to his entertainment center, opened a cabinet, and there were dozens of X-rated DVDs. He also has WiFi in his house (as do I), and we discussed adult sites we'd enjoyed over the years. Well, enough alcohol.