Maybe that’s what brought me to the parking lot. I had found myself in a rut and the excitement from the previous week offered me a way to break the...cycle I was in. It brought me something new and exciting. Although I was no stranger to sex, my sexual escapades usually ended with quickies in the back of a stranger’s car or with a premature business man. The were boring and not particularly enjoyable. It was a Friday night and I went back to the parking lot. I promised myself that this would be. " I asked T what she meant. She told me that of all the men she had been with, and there had been a lot of them, I had the smallest she had ever seen. She told me that her nephew who was only 12 was bigger than me. T then told me, "I wondered why you never tried to have sex with me, and now I am glad you didn't try." I told T that if we never had sex I would be okay with it. I told T that I loved her for her, not because I would get sex from her.T laid back on the bed and shook her head. She. Ralph's cum? The thought of Ralph cumming on my wife's face and tits made my dick spring to life. Despite all my reservations, I was glad Ralph had fucked her, and I hoped he would do it again.After Jen woke up she started to cry. I assured her that I loved her, that the night before wouldn't change our marriage. We made love. I was dying to get more details of the previous night, but I knew the memory was too close. Over the next few days Jen told me everything."How was he?" We were in bed. He stared at his shrivelled dick, it's wrinkles like some crass frown. Harry knew what he needed, it wasn't no fiction or computer screen, he stared down at his shrunken worm, "Fuck it, have it your way then." Harry creeped up to his sister's bedroom, his dick getting hard at the thought of what he was about to do. Her white door slung ajar to reveal an orange light from her lamp. Harry tiptoed to the door, facing his ear to gap in the entrance, he waited silently until he heard a soft snore..