"It seemed like a good idea at the time," she shrugged."Been there, done that," I snorted. "How did you end up out here, Eve?" Actually it was my step...om that brought it up," she said bouncing the paper slipper up and down on the end of her toe. It drew attention to her legs which believe me didn't need any help in that department. Legs like hers should be banned as potential heart attack causes for all heterosexual males and I definitely fit in that category. Personally, I don't care one way. Teenage gropes and fondles with other boys summed up my sexual history. My parents were not aware of sexual orientation and ‘outing’ myself, was not a priority in my life. I was determined, however, to explore my predilection in my new environment.Fixing and painting my new apartment was an arduous task and was very pleased when my labours finally drew to an end. As a reward to myself after four weeks of backbreaking toil, I finally decided to visit a gay establishment. I found the name of a. “Okay!” I answered quietly. I didn’t really expect to get hard again but Marie was nice and the suggestiveness made me start to get turned on a little.Marie easily inhaled my mostly flaccid cock and went to work. The best way to describe it was that she was utterly determined to make me hard and make me fuck her. She sucked hard, over and over again and again. At first, nothing happened at all. Oh yeah, suck it, suck it! Suddenly things started to feel good. Really good. I was getting really. Then she came back with would you ever let a guy suck your dick. My answer was that no guy had ever done so but under the right circumstances I was very open minded. That is when she opened up and told me what she was interested in. Her husband was 22 and neither of them were very experienced sexually. She also told me that her husband wasn't very good at pleasing her orally. He did however love having his cock sucked by her. They were from Salt Lake City. Go figure, lol. The husband had asked.