Last sentence # 8...as I'm about to doze off...
"I woke up a couple of hours later. Relaxed and satisfied. As I lay there I remembered back to several days earlier when Fred, rang my doorbell. He said we should come to a permanent decision about our future. He had made a decision and I had made a decision about usβcouple of old guys getting it on. So I guess we don't need an in depth discussion. Our destiny is planned. But,it would still be nice to find out about the wife. I still find it strange that she leaves him alone so often. Especially after working hours and on week-ends. It would be nice if there were some possibilities. Threesome, foursome more some? That is a discussion to have with Fred. I wonder how in depth that would be? He did say he wanted to talk and show me something.
Well, the rest of Saturday went by and Sunday also. No, Fred, no talk, no showing of what ever. Actually it was a nice recuperative day and a half. Sunday morning I did get in a little nipple play and some light stroking. Just to see if the old stem would rise. Felt good. The nipple play works wonders. Monday morning I had an early appointment (9 am.) with my lawyer. Afterward I stopped for a sandwich and beer. Then headed for home. As I pull into the driveway, I spy Fred sitting on the front porch. He's sitting there with a plastic bag and dressed only in shorts"