.” he reassured me removing his fingers and guiding his shining, slippery cock between my cheeks until its head was pressing against my asshole. “...’m not sure if......” I blurted out worried about the pain.“Schhh......” he soothed, his hands on my hips gently pulling me onto him until his cock head began entering me.“No.....” I cried feeling a sharp pain and again he stopped, but after a few minutes I began to get used to his cock and wriggled back against him. “Umm.., that’s good..., now just. The night club was packed. Three-day weekends always brought out good crowds of locals and visitors. There was a dance floor to the right and large rectangular bar to the left and a small bar in the back the would eventually become my favorite spot over the years before Caliente Resort opened in 2004. We were probably at the club forty-five minutes before a drop-dead gorgeous fifty-year-old woman approached. "So, what do ya got in there?" She pointed at my jeans. "Oh, great, we can show here.". It was seldom that she showed any affection and had never initiated sexual encounters.Like any couple, we had our share of disputes, but our age- or perhaps just a flair for the dramatic we shared- escalated these to catastrophic crises. Inevitably, I would end up being the one to concede, for the sake of peace. But the outcome of the arguments wasn't what bothered me. I spent much of our relationship not knowing how she felt about me- whether it was truly love.People will say that a. I looked down. She was smiling."Happy birthday, Haley," I said."Has been," she smiled. "Like last year. Maybe even better."We got home and I noted that her parents' car was missing."They're at Aunt Janette's, 'member?" Oh, yeah," I said. "You wanna come to the house 'til they get back?"Haley smiled. "Uh-huh..."I handed her my cell phone. "Call 'er and tell her where you're gonna be. I don't want 'er callin' your house an' not knowin' where you are..." It's okay. She won't mind," Haley.