Lots more where that came from!
Getting online and chatting was the only way for me I could get to know someone enough to share something I had hidden since my service days - when I briefly shared a mutual masturbation with another guy called Bernard, but somehow we never went as far as intercourse and then he was posted to Germany so I never saw him again.
So all those years I'd pent up my bi-sexual leanings, married and had a good life with my Mrs.
However as time went by she cooled and never wanted sex anymore, I still loved her though and still do, but I needed a new outlet without strings relationship to settle my needs, and I was more bent on the homosexual leaning.
Anyway to cut a longish story short I eventually found Danny who was the only one who kept to a date. I'd talked with three others to the point that they said they wanted intercourse but not one of them turned up for a planned date.. Danny was the only one who did, whom I met at a local supermarket car park . Chatting to him online about our diversions Danny seemed right for me and when I located his car following his description beforehand, my heart fluttered at just the thought seeing this guy in the flesh at last, here was someone who was genuine and as I strolled up to the car it was as if we instantly jelled, he smiled widely and opened the passenger door for me, greeted me and it was as though I had known him all my life.
We just sat there and got to know each other face to face, he seemed happy with me and I was with him. We were both in our late forties, maybe he a little younger but very, very attractive. I liked him from the start and really wanted to make a relationship with him, on the understanding of course it was to be casual, he knew I was married and knew the circumstances, and he had left his wife after finding her in bed with a black guy when he unexpectedly came home early from work. For a while before that, he said that he had long wondered why there were black hairs on the bed sheets and suddenly is all came to light.
And coincidently - and we had shared this when chatting online - he'd hidden the same deep leaning that he would really like to try it with a guy, so for us both it was a wonderful meeting and I could not wait for our relationship to take its natural course.
"Is there anywhere private we could go, Alex? he asked after a brief silence, when we had sort of exhausted our chat about each other.
I wanted to take him back to my place but that was impossible that day because my wife was at home, I need to arrange something when she was at work so we went for that, he said he was looking after his elderly mother so it was impossible for us to go to his place. So straight away I knew that our meetings would have to be carefully arranged to fit in with our working hours and everything, but what do they say about if needs be? And our needs were paramount, I felt myself so attracted to this guy and I knew he felt the same way.
"The only place I know, somewhere we could get to quickly ( I could see a swelling in his jeans) is the overflow car park for the Zoo which is seldom used off season and there are some trees covering the view from the road" I said feeling my pulse quicken at just the thought of mutual touching.