’ My head dipped back as if she’d hit me. ‘Trin I don’t hate you. I said yes. I gave consent.’ She nodded only softly. ‘Why the tears?’ ... asked. ‘Just scared.’ She replied. ‘Of?’ ‘You.’ She said. ‘Why?’ I asked. ‘I’m scared of rejection. I’m scared you’ll leave me, kick me out, tell me you hate me. I’m scared you won’t let me touch you again. I’m scared of what James will think. I love you. I always have.’ For the last six or so of the last eight years of our relationship, Trin would tell me. I stepped back after a few minutes and told Dan, “Get on your knees beside Laurel and me, and unbuckle my pants and remove my pants and underwear.” I resumed kissing Laurel as Dan started to undress me, and it didn’t take long for Dan to let out anaudible sigh. He had removed my underwear and was now looking at my soft cock and balls, whichwere hanging heavily in the scrotum. Even though I had sent them pictures of my cock and balls, hewas not prepared to see them up close. My cock is ten. She didn't do or say anything. I turned to go but my wife decided she had to bathroom. So I said I may as well use the bathroom too. I went to the bathroom and I went to leave again. I said bye to everyone and of course Dana wanted another hug. This time braver I didn't just place my hand on her ass I grabbed it. A whole handful. I squeezed and caressed it. I let go and turned to walk away and Dana gave me a looke like "You bad boy" and playfully slapped my shoulder. My dick was fighting. And so the weeks rolled on. Nigel would fuck Phea from time to time and, I would listen and masturbate, and go home and enjoy being fucked by Andrew. At the office, we all pretended that it was a big secret. I enjoyed being braless at the office. Occasionally, I had visitors, either someone trying to sell us something, or someone having difficulties with shipping instructions and forms. I was having fun as a MILF cougar, knowing that they were straining to see my tits – or if they couldn’t.