Jill, this is one of my neighbors, Ben Jameson; he’s a writer.” Jill extended her hand and I shook it but struggled to take my eyes from hers. Sh... had the darkest brown eyes I had ever seen. Her dark hair had auburn highlights in it and flowed around her shoulders like lava down a mountain. Her face was lightly tanned and flawless and her teeth looked too bright to be real. Her lips seemed to form every word carefully and I started to get aroused for some reason. “A writer? What do you write,. .Although i gave several 'road-heads' before to guys in their cars, this time i did behave and kept my hands off his dick during our short trip to my place..''So for how long have you been married? You are a really early gunner, aren't you?'' I wasn't sure my question was really appropriate and a good ice-breaker to start a conversation..He smiled:''She's my college sweetheart, we were both 18 when we got married..Don't get me wrong please, i do love her, but i sometimes feel like i have to. My body was covered now in the thick juicy goodness of my jizz. I smiled at myself, proud of the huge load I had just saturated myself with. Relaxing, and relishing in the now relaxed state, I scooped up about three fingers of my goo, and placed them into my mouth, sucking on them, dazed at the awesome taste of my prize. Having finally composed myself, I decided it was time to hit the shower, and remove the hot sticky mess, and all of last nights 'deposits' in my ass. As I stood up from the bed. ”“I suppose so. You must know I’m not usually this forward on a first date.”“If that’s the case, I can’t wait for the second date!”“Down boy!” she said, looking pointedly at my bulging trousers. “See you tomorrow.”“You talking to me, or him?” I asked with a wicked grin.“That’s for me to know and you to find out – all in good time!”We kissed again, nibbling at each other.“‘Good night sweet prince!’ “ she quoted.“Hey!” I complained. “You want me dead already?”She looked surprised then.