"Fuck!" I said aloud, actually shocking a couple of people standing nearby when they heard my profanity. I couldn't believe I'd actually stood there g...zing at her near perfect ass as she walked away from me and out of my life."Sorry." I quickly added nodding to them and then turning to walk off in the opposite direction than my wife or rather ex-wife had. What bothered me the most was that she could still give me a hard-on whenever I looked at her, and I had one now in fact, which had made me. But I’m not against having a shot now and again. Our discussion of the finer ales and tequilas brought me to the end of my pint. I looked out the door and saw that the rain had eased only a little, and it was getting dark. But it was still raining. ‘Oh what the hell’ I said to myself in my head. It wasn’t like I had to be home any time soon, and he seemed a nice guy. I think I’ll see how far this goes. ‘Ok, you win. It’s still raining and I’m empty.’ I said as I looked into my empty pint glass. This gave me lot of encouragement. I rolled my fingers over there stomach on that time she came inside my blanket.I moved towards her breast. I first caught her little boobs over her black bra I started squeezed them, later I slid my fingers into her bra and started messaging her Boobs, Her nipples were already erect as I pinched them. I explored all her body that night. She went to sleep later. But I couldn’t sleep at all. I was feeling very uneasy; I wanted to fuck her to my satisfaction.I. Down the hall from the master bedroom stood a Grandfather clock. The night after its arrival, I disconnected the hourly chimes that drove me crazy and kept everyone awake. Even still, the tick-tock of the pendulum was quite audible and nerve wracking enough if the bedroom door was left open. For the very first time, I found a use for my wife's family heirloom. I had once read about a gay orgy sex game called, "Russian Roulette Blowjobs." The rules were simple, each participant had ten seconds.