The old man seemed to draw into himself as if cool rain was falling all around him. He hadn’t talked to his wife about these things for years. It ha... been too long, too much time lost chasing after tomorrow. So much time lost by not just talking about the honest, easy things. ‘Remember before the wedding? How my brother had slipped me a sip of whiskey from that flask of his because I was so jumpy? How we danced that night, so close? What I really remember is how excited we’d been when we got to. But he had been kind and patient with me; after I finished blowing him the first time, and looked up at his face from between his hard muscled thighs, hair sweaty on my cheeks, his cum sticky on my puffy, glossed lips, he'd just put me to work again, slowly, telling me what he liked ‹ little licks on the half hard cock head first, then feathering his balls with kisses, sucking each one, and tonguing under, all the way to his ass crack, taking the cock again, sucking deep, this time,. Once home I needed to address some emergent work issues. While waiting for me Mrs had something to smoke with the couple and made herself a drink. I guess it was taking me longer than I had thought because 20 minutes later the Mrs came to tell me and that the couple was fine with just hanging out since it seemed that I couldn’t participate because of work. I said I would be done in 5 minutes.As I walked back to where the couple had been chatting with Mrs I see the wife sucking, the now. I was fucking her deep and hard as we heard voices enter the dressing room. “Fuck dude, the basketball team had an away game tonight,” Ben said quietly. I was way too close to quit so I kept hammering her pussy until I exploded in her hot wet box. The team went into their dressing room but the coaches both came into the room we were in to see why the lights were on. “Well what do we have here?” Coach Mays asked out loud. “Looks like a couple of boys are fucking a MILF right here in my gym.