Their bedroom was no longer theirs; Laura had left, moved out. Almost moved out, Dan thought to himself. He could tell she stopped by one day to take ...ore of her clothes, but some were still in her closet, her dresser. Dan called no one; he ate something, changed clothes, and he watched television with a drink at his side until bedtime. Even ESPN and vodka tonic failed him as elixir. Artsy called Friday afternoon to remind him of an opening Saturday night. They talked for a while; Artsy heard a. The painful spiked pumps. He had seen the black leather gloves. He knew I had removed all of my rings, deliberately, and that meant that slapping him, hard, was not going to be difficult for me.Maybe it was my scent surrounding him, comforting him, that led him to step willingly into that dark place.Or maybe he was already accustomed to the darkness.*The drive was about ten minutes long. I'm sure it felt much longer to him. When I lifted the trunk and eyed him there, I was surprised and pleased. I shut the door behind him and reached down to feel his cock through his pants. I could feel the heat through the fabric and a slight wet spot off to the side that told me he was anticipating our meeting as much as I was.I lead him back to the bedroom and closed the door. It was a little dark as the only light was filtering through the blinds and the lights was off. We faced each other and I reached for his crotch again and was rewarded by feeling a handful of growing cock. He began to strip,. I felt his finger work its way deep into me as his lips slid down my shaft and it drove me crazy to the point where I begged him to fuck me.He pulled off my cock long enough to tell me to be patient that he has plans for that and sunk back down to suck me. After several moments of him sucking and fingering me I felt my cum boil out of my cock and into his mouth. As soon as I was done coming he than turned me over doggystyle and spit my cum onto my asshole and that was when I realized what he.