Her Surprise Return

A Friday in June at 4 o'clock sees me riding the Harley Davidson to the home of Alton Cresley, the 52 year old whom I had seen for the very first time in a courtyard. I had just come out of the pool after a nude swim.

Other men were lying naked in chaise lounges that afternoon, many of whom had been in the courtyard on previous days. Hidden desires for some man on man sex had made my eyes wander and my imagination go crazy.

I had just turned 25. So what if the strong attraction to this much older man should not happen. I don't give a crap what others think. The pheromones were flying even as Alton and I were becoming acquainted.

Although out to my family since age 17, I had not yet mentioned anything about this crush on Alton. My parents Jack and Alicia Sherman had come to know my ex boyfriend Jerry Kent very well during the time that he and I were together.

Jerry and I became friends in September during our senior year and very soon afterward became lovers. I hated to see him go off to enlist in the navy.

Alton is a brawny hunk. He has a toned physique, brown eyes, semi-full lips and a square face. His gray hair betrays his age but so what.

Unlike him, I am lean. At 5 5 my eyes are a couple of inches below his eyes.

I came to the address given, a house having stone veneer. Leaving the bike at the curb, I strolled to the front door. A few seconds elapsed.

"Come in. I'm glad you could make it."

"Me too,"

"Care for a beer?"

"Love one."

On that note I went out to the deck and lay in a chaise lounge. Alton came outside with two cold bottles of Sam Adams Boston Lager, a beer that I told him is a favorite.

Deciduous trees provided shade for parts of the lawn. A hammock far from the house caught my eye. Closer to the boundary there was a tool shed.

I took that first gulp of beer then made an observation.

"That tree way out by the fence is dead."

"It is. I'm having a service come out Tuesday. They're taking it out, that one and a couple of others."

"My dad had trees taken down like 4 years ago."

"Do you live with your parents?"

"I have an apartment."

I took another gulp of my beer as did Alton.

"What do you do for work?"

"Radiology, I'm an X ray tech. What do you do?"

"I'm an accountant with Raytheon. I started there 22 years ago."

By now my eyes started roaming his body. The desire to indulge in sex was growing. Can I hold out much longer? I really need to get him out of his briefs.

I was about to realize the advantage of living on my own. The sun moved slowly in the sky while Alton and I were chatting.

I dragged the chair closer to him then, with the chair legs just inches away, I took his hand. Our heads turned at the same time letting our eyes meet.

"I think I'm getting a hard-on."

"You think?" He challenged my remark.

I giggled as my eyes went down to my lap.

I got off my chair and settled onto his lap.

"You're the youngest dude who has ever been on my lap."

"Is that so?!"

"Where's the most bizarre place you ever had sex?"

"Bizarre? The riskiest place place was in the woods."

I leaned into a kiss. He put his arms around my shoulders.

Unable to resist going all the way, we dashed into his bedroom. I pulled off my clothes quickly as did he. Blood had already rushed south. Alton pulled me into an open-mouthed kiss, his erect penis brushing mine. His hands pressed onto my buttocks.

Within seconds his strong body is on top of me. His fat dick is brushing me.

Suddenly he stood up.

"I'll be right back."

Propped on my forearms, I watched him go out of the room.

Barely a minute later he returned holding a tube where I could see the label, K-Y jelly.

I turned putting my face into the mattress. I felt his hand in my crack spreading wetness.

His dick soon replaced his hand inside me. The organ slid back and forth and back and forth touching my prostate gland.

That feels so good. Don't stop.

"Take it baby. Take my dick!"

His voice was soft.

The organ slid more rapidly, by now hammering my hole.

Suddenly he stopped doing me. I turned in time to see him pulling the condom off of his dick. Cum spilled as the sleeve cleared the pink head.

"That felt really good."

"The way you were checking me out in the courtyard I knew you'd gladly take it in your hole."

I giggled.

"May I ask a personal question?"

"Ask anything my young friend."

"Do you masturbate?"

"Do you?"

"I asked you first."

I fondled my flaccid organ bringing on another hard-on.

"Go for it. Your secret is safe with me."

I slapped it against my pelvis before closing my hand around it. My grip was loose at first and my hand slid up and down slowly.

Seconds later my grip tightened. I slid my hand more rapidly until my dick ejected cum. Alton dragged a finger through the white streaks on my lower torso.

I awoke on Saturday morning while my lover was still sound asleep on his side facing away from me and toward the door. I let a few seconds lapse then nudged him making him roll onto his back.

"What's up for today?"

"Whatever you want to do," said Alton.

"Let's watch baseball this afternoon."

"We can do that. The game comes on at 1 I believe."

"Yes it does," I replied.

Suddenly, though not completely unexpectedly, he closed his hand around my penis. That got my attention.

Seconds before game time Alton took the remote from the coffee table and aimed it at the 50-inch Samsung sitting on its' table. The picture came up.

I settled back and leaned against him. Suddenly the door opened. Footsteps stopped in the living room. It's a good thing we're dressed, not naked.

I looked up at a woman with shoulder-length blond hair and blue eyes.

"Jessica, I didn't expect you home until at least Monday."

I shot a glance at Alton from the opposite end of the sofa.

Oh My God He didn't say he has a wife. Seriously guy?.

"I need to get going. I have some errands to run."

Does she suspect that he's treating me like a boyfriend?

On that note I went out via the front door and sped away on my Harley.

I can't believe I fucked a married man and slept with him. What would've happened if she caught us kissing, or worse, me sucking his dick?

A couple of days later I came to the gym, as I often did, directly from work and started my routine of sets with light weights.

I had just picked up the weights and had begun doing dumbbell flies on an inclined bench. Though Alton was working out nearby, he didn't acknowledge my presence.

Is he bashful about being seen with me? Maybe too many people know him here and that word will get back to his wife.

Like the other day after finishing a workout, I went back out to the courtyard to sunbathe in the nude. As always, several other guys were out there, none of them wearing swimsuits.