I parked my truck across the street from the motel. On the off-chance I was in for some bad luck, I didn’t want anybody to see my truck outside one of their rooms. I was a half-hour early so I sat there waiting for Sandra to arrive by taxi. That’s odd. I spotted Baxter and a guy exiting one of the rooms. They got into a red Town Car and drove off. Hmmm. Baxter has something going on, I thought. Twenty minutes later, Sandr...

Monday morning, Sandra phoned at ten o’clock. It was very fortunate that my wife had just left for physio. We arranged to meet tomorrow afternoon. She’d get the motel room, pay with her credit card and I’d reimburse her in cash. I was in the kitchen making my lunch when I saw the letter carrier walking up the path. I opened the inside door and saw through the glass that his hand was brushing away the mosquitoes. I left th...

Our next Sunday barbecue was rained out so Baxter grilled steaks in the oven. The meal was good and after cleaning up, we settled around the kitchen table to play cards. My wife’s therapy has improved her mobility to the point where she can do all the necessary exercises at home. Thus, in a month, we will be going back to Boulder. I gave my notice to an unhappy Earl. I had not been called upon much lately to jerk him off....

For the next few days, I pondered the possibility of getting Carl to fuck Baxter. Baxter liked my fucking him but maybe he’d like a bigger cock to broaden his horizons, hah hah. Our wives had gone to the movies, so, after a rare fuck session on a Sunday afternoon, I asked him, “Do you think it’s time for a bigger cock to fuck you?” “I don’t know. I’ve never thought about it.” “Mine only reaches so far you know.” He laughe...

After we had unloaded farmer Paul’s lumber, he invited us in for lunch.  Clara made cream of chicken noodle soup and ham sandwiches. It was a terrific meal. Paul and Clara are in their forties I would guess. They seemed to get on well together.  When we were done, I helped Clara clear the dishes. In the kitchen, out of sight of the dining room, Clara grabbed my crotch. She gave my cock and balls a quick rub and squeeze. “...

When we resumed our lumber delivery trip, I thought about Carl fucking Baxter. Would his ass take all of Carl’s cock? Would Carl like to fuck a guy's ass? I wondered how I’d get them together. I asked Carl, “Have you ever fucked a girl in the ass?” “No. If I got my cock in her cunt, I was happy with that.” “Did you fuck a lot of girls?” “Why are you asking?” “I am just curious. In my youth, it was hard to find a girl who...

Mid-morning, last week, Baxter phoned me at work to invite us over for a barbecue. His nephew, Sandra’s brother, Carl was visiting, we were invited over to his welcoming party. I asked, “What should we bring?” He suggested some salads. I called my wife and informed her about our new supper plans. After work, I visited Royal Deli and picked up tubs of potato, potato with egg, and macaroni salads and a tub of ambrosia. We a...

When Sandra had left, I felt sorry for Baxter. He was a mean man and a big bully. He berated everyone.“Tell you what Baxter. I am going to come back after I take my wife her cell phone. When I come back, it’s time for you to have some fun!”When I gave my wife her phone, I told her, “I am going over to Baxter’s. We have some more stuff to get out of his garage and take home.”“Good idea. There are some dishes and knick knac...

We agreed that Sandra should continue on her way to Sacramento. I explained my wife’s situation to her and that I would eventually see her at her uncle’s place. We agreed that under no circumstances would we let on that we previously knew each other. I drove her to her car and she drove off. I was at a loss about how to deal with my wife. She would be very ticked off if I took this job here. She wanted me in Sacramento. H...

I walked up to her and angrily said, “What the fuck are you doing here?” She pouted, a little surprised at my hostile reaction. She explained, “After I left you, I quickly made up my mind and followed you. I had such a great time in the motel and I was looking for some more of the same. You seem pissed off to see me, though.” “I should have told you I was married. Night before last was just a fling. I was too horny to thi...

As Sandra drove away I thought that moving to Sacramento might be a lousy idea after all. I wondered if there was a city close by that would be a good substitute. I pulled my maps out of the glove compartment and checked the highways from here to Sacramento. There are two possibilities. Placerville and Roseville. The latter is closer to Sacramento and larger. On the drive west, I hemmed and hawed. I could honestly tell my...

In the summer of 1998, I was travelling from Boulder, Co. to Sacramento, Ca. My wife had been in an auto accident two months earlier and she needed months of rehab.  Her sister, Amie and her husband, Baxter own a physio company called Baxter’s Sports Rehabilitation Center in Sacramento. Her sister drove to Boulder the previous week, packed up my wife, went back home and her rehab started immediately. I had spent the inter...

Paul is silent as we get in the elevator to leave Mona’s apartment. Once we get in his car, he is grinning from ear to ear. “Why the hell haven’t we jerked each other off before? That was so bloody hot!  We’ve known one another for twenty-five years or so and we've never done anything like that!“ “Paul, you’ve never even shown me your cock before. When we go to the washroom, you always hug the urinal so I can’t see a thin...

Paul picks me up at 2:00 P.M. We are going for coffee at the pizza place on Coventry. The lunch crowd is finished and we are the only customers.  It’s my first time here but Paul has been here often. He likes the waitress. Her name is Mona. Mona is cute, about twenty-five, 5’8” and has a nice full figure. She is wearing a flowered dress and it shows off her tanned legs really well. When she bends over, I can see a tattoo...

Tuesday afternoon, I went grocery shopping. As I parked, a brand spanking new F150 parked beside me. I got out of my car and approached the F150’s driver as he was exiting the truck. “That looks like one damn nice truck!” “Thanks. I just got it a week ago.” “My son had one a few years ago. He was happy with it but when he got married, they switched to an SUV.” “Would you like to get in?” “You bet, thanks.” He opened the d...