He called me about 5:30 pm (as I was driving home from work) to say he was done with his meeting and headed home and could be ready by 7:00 pm.  I said great, went off to run an errand with Hubby and pick up supper from McDonald’s.  

He texted me at 6:49 pm to say he was home.  I told him I’d be there in 30 minutes.  He told me to call when I got to his street and he’d show me where to park to be discreet with the neighbors. 

I brushed my teeth and washed my hands and face then drove out there.  It was raining and the traffic was awful but I finally made it about 7:40 pm.  I parked around the corner and called him.  He guided me to a spot in front of the house two doors down from him.  He met me at the door, gave me a big hug and took me to the kitchen for a glass of water.  He was drinking red wine from a carton with a spicket in the fridge.  He had on a striped polo shirt and black running pants with a white stripe down the outside of each leg.  He has short buzz cut gray hair.  He is very fit! 

We talked a little, then he took off his shirt and went into his bedroom.  There was no a/c in there.  UGH.  He asked if he could take a couple photos – set up a tripod with a little camera and did that.  I asked what he would do with them and he said they weren’t going anywhere, just give him something to look at when I’m not around.  I know… I’m stupid. 

He sat on the edge of the bed and helped me undress.  He massaged and kissed my left breast.  I asked if he’s a boob man – he replied that he is an everything man.  He pulled off his running pants and was naked underneath.  Nice.  I stared at his cock.  He put on a thin purple plastic cock ring.  I had never seen one before.  He has a beautiful body but has been in the sun too much – his skin has the super dark reddish tan that just looks stupid to me these days.  

I finished undressing and he stood in front of me.  I sucked on him a little but he backed me off saying he didn’t want to come right then.  I figured he was going to be a one-time only comer.  Most men my age are.  He pulled me to the edge of bed, grabbed a purple rabbit, lubed it and popped my toy cherry!  I told him it was my first time and he smiled.  The vibrations were really something!  He told me hold my legs up and out, which is not comfortable.  I know the position to keep my legs apart and flat, but he wanted them up and kept pushing them back into that position.  Ouch. Ugh.  He was rather forceful with the rabbit… didn’t give me a chance to get wet and it hurt on the inswing, so I told him and he slowed down a bit for a moment but then sped up again.  He was going really fast and I got sore very quickly.  He was hitting my cervix and it hurt.  Ouch!  I twisted and close my legs to relieve that, but he kept on, so I finally said, “That hurts!” and he backed off.  There was blood. Ugh!  He kept on going.  I was starting to get afraid.  This isn’t fun.  But I kept going.  Maybe it will get better? 

He flipped me up the bed on my back, then climbed over me and presented me with his cock to suck while he sucked on me.  I kinda hate 69…I had told him that.  I can’t concentrate – but I did my best and he had to back me off again because he was about to come.  He handed me the rabbit and told me to fuck his ass with it!  I asked if he wanted it hard or slow and he said, “medium.”  I had no idea what to do, and I couldn’t really see because I was under him.  I rubbed it backed and forth, then pressed it inside him a little, then further in and out, and a bit further and out, while sucking him.  At one point he moaned and told me to shove it all the way.  I did that and deep-throated him.  He moaned beautifully.  He told me to stop so he wouldn’t cum.  I don’t recall anything he did to me in that position because I had to focus on sucking and fucking him.  It was all about him. 

He told me to sit on his face.  I was afraid I’d squish him and said so.  He said he could handle it, pulled my arm hard to get me into position.  I tried to play a bit as I made my way up there, licking his nipples and kissing him, but he urged me to hurry up and over.  I really didn’t want to do 69 again, but he didn’t react to what I did so I went along.  It is not fun when you try to make a guy feel good and he just pushes you to do what he has planned.  

He sucked me while I sucked him.  It felt good to shift back and forth over his face, as I could control the pace a bit.  He pushed my head down to suck him again, though it is not ideal due to my tummy.  I took him to the edge again with my mouth, licking his balls and then deep-throating him while he moaned.  I stopped and he said keep sucking! I explained that it was tough to focus when he was sucking on me, but he pushed my head down.  Sigh.  Again, I don’t know what he did to me after that.  Looks like this is going to be all about sucking him and nothing about me. 

He pulled me to the end of the bed on my hands and knees, put on a condom and entered me doggie style.  That felt really good.  He is not long but wide… very good fit.  He went in and out a few times, kneading my ass with his hands and making low groans.  It started to hurt, so I shifted a little and asked him what he saw and all he said was, “It’s so good, going in…”  I felt cheated because I couldn’t see and he wouldn’t tell me.  I had to go into my imagination which detracted from it.  After about 3 minutes, he flipped me over, pulled my heels to his shoulders, pumped a few times, looked me in the eyes, moaned and came.  I smiled at him.  That was very hot!  He collapsed next to me for about 10 seconds.  I was hoping he would now let me do things, or I could request some way to get off.  

He got up and got me my glass of water, then went into the kitchen and turned on the TV and checked his phone.  I sat on the edge of the bed, a bit stunned.  No cuddling? No pillow talk?  Was he done?  Before I had a chance to cum?  But I was relieved to have a break.

He called to me, said he would need a few minutes to recover.  I got up and headed to the bathroom.  That’s when I noticed the blinking red light on the camera sitting on the tripod at the end of bed.  He had recorded the entire thing!  Argh… 

I found him at the kitchen table, drinking more wine, with his running pants back on.  I sat with him, naked at the kitchen table, and we chatted.  and chatted.  I touched his arm, held his hand.  He told me about running the Boston marathon.  About his dad dying of cancer.  I mentioned my dad dying while I was in chemo.  He talked about his work in construction and real estate.  About the end of his marriage.  About a girlfriend he broke up with a month ago. How he’s moving.  He gave up his apt to move in with GF but then they broke up so he’s going to live with his sister until he finds something else.  About looking for a new job.  He asked me why I can’t leave my husband.  He wanted to know where I work. I was vague.  He asked about my condo – real estate guy questions.  We talked about the Whitey Bulger trial.

I stood up to get more water and kissed him a little.  He got up to check his phone.  I knew then he was done. He finally told me he didn’t think he could go again.  I offered to use some of my talents on him.  He said I was very talented (the only compliment I got the entire time I was there) but he said he had things to do and he wasn’t kicking me out but I should go unless I wanted to help him with his resume.

I took the hint and got dressed and took off.  He gave me a very nice hug on the way out.  I thanked him for popping my toy cherry.  He laughed and said, “My pleasure.”  He said he’d be in touch.  He went out on the porch to check around and told me the coast was clear.  I went to my car.  I texted Hubby to tell him I was on my way home, ask if he needed me to pick up anything.