The night ended as all the others had before it, with John on all fours on the couch, being fucked Scott. Tim had not spoken to him again after cumming in his mouth, and Ray did not participate in the evening's activities aside from jerking himself off to completion. John wasn't even completely sure that Ray had even recognized him.
John returned to his college life as per usual and went about his daily business, not giving much thought to Ray and not caring all that much if he had been recognized. Later that week, when he received a Facebook friend request from Ray, John smiled to himself and realized he'd gotten his answer.
John accepted the request and planned to do some work in his English Lit. paper, but within a minute or two of accepting the friend request, Ray had sent him a message on the site's chat feature.
"Hey John, it's Ray, Mr. Parker! Great to see you on here, how's it going?"
John looked at the computer screen with a bemused smile. What kind of game is he playing?
John responded "Hey Mr. Parker, I'm doing well, thanks for asking. How are you?"
Again another quick response from Ray Parker. "Doing great, pal. Living in Black River, not too far from you at the college. Great to chat with you, it's been a while lol!
John smiled again. Ray had always been a nice guy growing up. From what John remembered, Ray was usually working when he visited his pal Devin's house, but when he had interacted with Ray it had always been pleasant. John had to wonder what his old friend Devin would think about him having this conversation with his dad, given the circumstances.
Before John sent a reply, another message in his inbox from Ray.
"We should get together sometime soon, seeing as you're so close by. I don't know if you still talk to Dev or not, but I've got my own place. We could hang here and have a few beers and fire up the grill."
John actually found himself flattered that Ray was keeping up this pretense instead of just informing him that he saw him get fucked like a bitch earlier in the week and that he'd like his turn as well.
John replied "Sure, Mr. Parker. That sounds like a good time."
Another quick response by the apparently very eager Mr. Parker. "How about later tonight? I actually was just about to fire up the grill. If tonight doesn't work, I'm free this weekend too"
John considered the offer. It was 4:00 pm on Tuesday. The following night, Tim had informed him that his presence was expected at his house... but was that something just said in the heat of passion? Neither Scott nor Tim had mentioned it since. Sunday night was booked at Scott's house, that was a given. So John decided he was in fact a little hungry and wouldn't mind getting a bite to eat with Mr. Parker. He was honestly curious how the guy would play it, how far the guy would keep up this pretense of just inviting his son's old friend for a visit.
John let Ray know he was indeed free tonight, and that he could stop over in about an hour or so. Ray sent him the address and John made the twenty minute drive to Ray's place.
John walked up the steps to the front door. It was a nice place, bigger than just one divorced single dad would need. It occurred to John how little he actually knew about Ray. He was an accountant or something? Either way, he seemed to be doing reasonably well for himself.
