After my shower I walked into the locker room/changing area. I was drying my legs off and all of a sudden this man walks in. I have never really had a...gay thought up to this point but when I saw him my breathe was taken away. This man had dirty blonde hair, no facial hair, tall, and muscular. He looked like he just got out of the gym or working out and looked sweaty. The. sweat looked good though:P When I got home I couldn't get this beautiful man's image out of my head. I was sleeping and. Over the years, she had proven to be more resilient, and perhaps even tougher, than I could have imagined. I reached between her spread legs and flicked her clit with my finger nail. I waited for a few minutes until I felt her body tremble before I give her permission to come. During this time I pressed my left hand against the top of her shoulders to push her ample tits against the wall. Actually, I made her cum three times in this stressful position.When I tell her to assume a position on. Two kinds of nothing were going on in that room. Mine was going to be far more painful in the end, but right now, she knew there was nothing she could say to make things right between us. I even got the feeling that she may not know how to make things right and that 'us' hadn't existed for a longer time than these last weeks.I turned and left, hearing her plead with me as I went out the door."Wait. Let me explain. PLEASE Jonathan... PLEASE!"I kept walking. I couldn't let her see my eyes right. Needless to say, my load was building up again.She had me in the palm of her hand as well and certainly pulled my strings by loving my pleasing. I wasn't sure how long she could take it, but I kept fucking her as well as I could. I kept my tongue moving quickly, but not too quick to where it would give out so soon.I wanted to go forever, but even without a time limit, I'd have to stop sooner or later. The thrills of the whole situation made every minute feel so surreal and loving that I knew.