He had the muscles of a light heavy weight wrestler or a dedicated swimmer. Not that our guys were a bunch of pantywaists. I mean, in a town like Ther...al, Wyoming, about half the students come from the surrounding farms and ranches. That means there weren’t too many marshmallows in the student body. This guy had no fancy globs of muscle like exclusive weight lifters and pretty-boy body builders get, no way. His body was just plain functional. Since I was, and am, a serious athlete, I checked. That was where everything turned to shit as one of the other men called out to him and when he did not respond they looked in my direction. What they saw I had no idea but one guy came at me and I had no idea he was coming until he rounded the car and we found each other with our pistols facing in the wrong direction. Not waiting for him to make a move against me I did the only thing I could and drove the point of my Sai right into his left eye socket. He of course screamed which brought a hail. Wendy again felt the pleasant warmth in her groin.Kenneth cleared his throat and asked, "Did Donna call you today?" She did, yes."He drank half his glass of wine. "So what did you talk about.? I'll bet she had some crazy notions." Wendy was bemused with Kenneth. She had not seen him as tentative and uneasy as he was just in that moment.Wendy smiled, "It was not 'what' we talked about it was 'who'."There seemed to be a little charade that Kenneth needed to play out. Wendy readily accepted his. The odds of finding someone close to my location are small.I started chatting with a man, named Michael, who said that he's my age and, coincidentally, lives in Irvine. Our marital experiences are similar in that both of our wives had a recently diminished interest in sex, and we're both avid readers of cuckold stories. We talked a lot about being curious about other men, but never having had the courage to meet with someone. I sent him some pictures of my cock and balls, and he sent me some of.