“We could move upstate. Gay sex Her first lover (the guy at school) had been Latin. All I knew was one day I came home early from work and found him holding Kathy’s ankles while she did sit-ups in skin-tight spandex. She sounded surprised—but then again not so much.“And I blew him,” I added.“Did he…wear a condom?”“No.”“He came in your mouth?”I nodded. Absolutely not. I haven’t seen you before.”It’s dark in here, I thought. Get away from everybody…”Kathy blinked as she thought this over. One in a million. “Suck my cock. There couldn’t be much to it. Two men. “You’re married?”I nodded.“To a woman?”“Yeah.”“What are you doing here?” he laughed. You sucked another man’s cock…”I answered with silence. Then, after watching me masturbate for a moment, he moved over next to me, his pants open as well now. For one thing it didn’t yet apply. “We can skip going down there for Thanksgiving. They’re gonna have to know. Us I should say.“So what are we going to do?” I now asked.“We?” she shot back.“Well it’s our problem isn’t it?
