How long has it been I asked. Her reply came, "At least 20 years." God has it really been that long, I wondered.
Some twenty years ago I was best man in my friend's wedding. While he was fucking his new bride on their wedding night, I was alone in my motel smoking weed and stroking my cock while wishing it was me fucking her. I had the opportunity to fuck the Matron of Honor, but had passed.
I left town the next day and had not returned until today. I didn't know their marriage had lasted only 4 years. Over the years, I had remained a horned toad for pussy, but had added another dimension to my sexual activities, I was now a cock sucker. How I became a cock sucker is another story.
Melanie was still a fucking knock out with big tits and an hour glass figure. She really kept herself in great shape. The old pangs of horniness returned and my cock was so hard, it hurt. I needed relief and made an excuse to get away. Melanie said, "Tommy, don't be a stranger while you're in town."
I hailed a taxi and gave the driver my hotel. I couldn't wait to I reached my hotel. I beat off in the back seat of the taxi. My god what is happening to me, I wondered?
I had not seen this lady in 20 years and I was as horny as the first time I laid eyes on her.
I had a dinner engagement that evening with my friend. While consuming a delicious seafood dinner, I finally asked, "What happen with you and Melanie?"
I was absolutely stunned by his response.
"I found out I liked fucking men more than her," he said.
I almost choked on my cracked crab.
He continued, "I have a confession to make, on our wedding night, I pretended I was fucking you instead of her," he said.
This time I did choke on my cracked crab.
"Don't seem so surprised, I sensed you felt an attraction between us," he said.
"Holy moly you had the hottest, sexiest broad in town in your bed and you wanted to fuck me?" I responded.