‘Nick’s email said he was coming back to the states just after the first. I’d guess they came back together and went to visit Nick’s family.�... ‘What are you going to do?’ ‘I’m going to convince both of them I missed them more than anything. If I have to fuck Nick eight ways to Sunday he’s going to treat me good! Then when I get him back to California I’ll get him back in tow again.’ ‘Tell me again why you stay married to him?’ ‘Because he pays the bills, he’s easy to control and he’s worth. ‘These 3 days have been perfect honey but we now have to go back to our own lives and our own loved ones. Just promise me that from now on that we will remain good friends that just from time to time sit down over a coffee so that I can feel your hand in mine.’ At which point we both break down into uncontrollable sobs and hug. 10:00pm. We retire to the bedroom and slowly peel the clothes off of each other. This is our last night and we will make the most of it. After several hours of caressing. The few times I had been in there had never seen more than two people and the bartender and tonight was no different. Any kind of companionship here would have to be talking to yourself. Had two drafts and decided there might be something going on up the street, cause it sure wasn’t happening here. Walked out on the street and headed up to the next block.Strolling along a new Buick passed me and slowed. The driver circled the block and came up beside me, he rolled down the window and asked:. I never wore a bra before and as I fumbled to put it on. I used a couple of pairs of pantyhose to fill out the cups. I looked at myself in the mirror and I looked like a girl. We went to Mikes room and laid on his bed. We both started masterbating and our thighs were touching. He asked me if I like the bra and I told him I did. He then asked me if I liked his cock. I stammered "I don't know" and he took my hand off of my cock and put it on his. I started rubbing his cock and he laid back on his.