I couldn’t bring myself to delay more than a moment or two more. When I opened the door I did it casually, as if I didn’t care. It felt weird to h...ld back - most guys wanted eagerness - but Diana had insisted. As I let him in, I hoped she was right.Aaron was tall, thin, in his mid thirties. Shoulder-length hair, curly. Diana said he was a consultant in some tech field, had money to throw around. He wasn’t wearing a suit; he had on skinny jeans and a tan sweater. He was a little hard to read;. He was now applying soap on his thick long shaft, and it was erect again. I remembered about his huge shaft ramming my tight cunt and started getting horny again.I quickly moved away kept his clothes out and started getting dressed up. I spayed perfume all over my body, wore set of black laced bra and panty, put on my favorite pink night gown (sleeve less but with a jacket) and started drying and combing my hair. It was still raining outside and my mood started swinging again like in the. ‘Oh…’ he bit onto his lip. Leaning forward he forcefully pressed his lips against mine, while helping my hand push his boxers down his legs. I could feel his cock against my back, pressing hard against my ass cheek as my pussy yearned for it. Again he lifted my leg, placing my foot behind his knee while I felt his cock lightly brush against my aching pussy. ‘Hmm…You want it?’ he murmured into my neck as I rolled my head against the pillow. My body was pulsing, everything was tingling and all I. He figured that was awful young for Ken to be giving up on his dreams.“Sometimes I feel like I was sold a bill of goods. I mean ... well, I don’t know what I mean ... it’s just that it wasn’t supposed to be this way,” Ken said tiredly.Dexter asked, “How was it supposed to be?”Ken snorted. “I was supposed to graduate college and get a good high paying job. Then I’d meet a girl, we’d live together for a bit, get married, buy a house, and then have kids.”“Do you have a good high paying job?”.