I’m a self confessed horny guy. I want it all the time. Personally I think I’m like this because I am married to a wonderful woman who doesn’t g...ve two hoots about sex. We are both in our late 40’s and we both keep ourselves in good physical shape. “How’s Randy doing?” Angie and Mary were sitting in lawn chairs watching the boy’s soccer match and were chatting away as usual. This drives all the men nuts and none of us will sit near them. Sometimes I think they do this on purpose. Randy is. “I have to get ready to go!” I release my grip around her waist, but leave my dick resting against her butt. “God, you’re a pain in the ass,” she said, as she pumped the hand lotion twice into her right hand. Reaching back with her left hand, she grabs my dick and pulls it behind her as she strides quickly into the bedroom. I stumble to keep up with her as she leads me by my dick. Sitting down on the bed facing me, she spreads her legs and pulls me toward her. She pulls the waistband of my. He heard a couple footsteps and then a woman’s head leaned below the ceiling and found him. The face looked younger than he’d expected. Perhaps over thirty, with a sketch of worry lines, but she’d still get carded.He expected her to scream or whip out her cell phone and call 911, but instead she looked at him with puppy-dog eyes.“Oh you poor bastard. What a mess y’are, there.”She had a slight southern twang which instantly made her seem nice. Cameron hoped she was. If she made the wrong move,. Slowly, that thing led us to imagine me having sex with someone else, and than telling him how it felt. It was a wild dream, and both of us knew it would always be a dream, nothing more. One day he asked me if I had an option, what type of a man I would like. I laughed and told him I did not want any man, I want to make love to some one younger. It continued like this for some time and I felt that he was getting carried away in his dreams. He started making plans of fulfilling it. I told him.