As soon as I got home I went to the bathroom to wash my face & brush my teeth. The post-nut clarity was hitting me hard as fuck! All of these thoughts started running through my head,
"Why did I do that?!"
"What the fuck is wrong with me?!!"
"SHIT!!! What if he's not clean, and I end up catching something from him?!!"
I was having a small meltdown. Luckily my wife wouldn't be home for another 6-7 hours, IF she came home at all. Sometimes she slept at the hospital because she would get more sleep than she would if she came home, ate, slept, woke up & drove back to work. I was hoping that this would be one of those nights.
I jumped on the Teams meeting that I had already scheduled for that evening. Fifteen minutes into the meeting I get a text from a number that's not saved in my contacts. Thank God my camera was off, because all the color in my face immediately disappears & my fingers & toes go cold. I already know who it is without unlocking my phone.
I unlock my phone & open the text. The message says,
"Hey, its Gerry. I hope I didn't scare you off because I had a lot of fun. You're a young, handsome, married man so I understand if you don't want to see me again. I swear I won't tell a soul, and this stays between me & you."
I'll admit, that message put my mind at ease because I'm sure he was really having post-nut clarity & realized what we had just done.
I stared at my phone, not quite sure what to respond with. So I didn't.......at least not right away. It wasn't until after the meeting was over, when I had calmed down a bit, that I responded to him. I picked up my phone and typed,
"Hey. It was just my first time being physical with another man, so I'm just a little "off" at the moment."
I continued to be transparent with my next text message. I wrote,
"Plus, no disrespect, I don't know you. I don't know if you're clean. I can't put my wife in danger like that. So I feel kinda stupid for even doing that."
He stayed sympathetic & responded,
"I get that. But just so you know, I haven't been with ANYone in years & I havent been with a man in over 20 years. So if catching something is a big concern of yours, just know that im clean. Im a 57 year old man who is out of shape & divorced. Pussy isn't exactly knocking at my front door."
I chuckled when I read that last sentence because I knew why he said it. Feeling better about the situation, I plopped down on my sofa & responded,
"Lol. I see what you did there. If it makes you feel better, those pussies that aren't knocking on your door don't know what they're missingπ."
I was slowly slipping into my slutty text mode & I knew that, with my wife not coming home anytime soon, I was going to be the nastiest slut there ever could be. Just as I put my hand underneath the waistband of my basketball shorts, my phone lit up with a new message from Gerry & it read,
"Hahaha, is that right. Well you don't know either because you only got a chance to taste it."
In my slutty state of mind I wrote back,
"Well I don't think you can handle all this ass."
His response was, "I think I can. Send me a pic so I can judge for myself."
As I stood up to go to the bathroom, I felt a glob of precum drip down my inner thigh. I walked into the bathroom, shimmied out of my shorts & boxer briefs and got a few squirts of lotion to make my cheeks look their best. From my days of sexting I learned how to take pictures of my ass that made it look plump.
I rubbed lotion between my hands and then rubbed the lotion over both my ass cheeks. I flipped my phone upside-down so that way the camera was facing up, turned my face just in case it was in the photo by mistake & snapped a picture of my bare ass. It took about 6 more snaps before I got the perfect shot. My ass looked nice & plump. I sent him 2 of my favorite shots & in about 3 minutes I got this text,
"Goddamn! Your ass is so damn sexy. I bet it would look great in panties. Can you send me some pictures of it in panties? Please?"
I have never worn panties before, let alone take pictures of me wearing panties. But like I said before, I was in full slut mode & the precum was dripping everywhere. My dick was still soft as I walked upstairs to our bedroom, so it was lightly swinging from left to right & ropes of precum were breaking off with almost every step.
I stood in front of her side of the dresser & pulled out a pair of black panties that had purple lace along the edges. I didn't want any precum inside her panties so I wiped off as much of it as I could & sucked it off my finger.
As I put my feet through the leg holes of the panties & pulled them up, I got the biggest shiver throughout my entire body. I don't know if I would say that I like the feeling, but I LOOVED how my ass looked in them. It could've easily been mistaken for a girl's ass. My dick was starting to get hard so I knew I had to hurry up & take the picture before more precum flooded the panties. I stood in front of the full length mirror & took the same angle photos of my sexy ass in panties and sent them to him.
After I hit send I immediately took them off, made sure there were no signs of me wearing them & placed them on the bottom of her drawer. I went back downstairs and started watching a movie.
I was starting to get a little worried now because it had been a almost 10 minutes since I sent those photos and Gerry hadn't responded. I tried to ignore it & not check my phone every 2 seconds. Then suddenly, my phone lit up with a new message. It was from Gerry. I opened it and it was a picture of his dick in his hand with cum covering his knuckles & the message simply read,
"Clean up?"
I responded and said, "I wish I could daddy." And ended the sentence with the tongue emoji.
After a few more minutes (I assume he cleaned himself up) he sent another message & it said,
"I'm tired. Heading to bed early. Talk tomorrow?"
I responded with, "Of course!"
I made myself dinner, finished watching the movie & went to bed.
About 3 weeks had passed since our first time together because my wife caught Covid & we both had to quarantine. Plus, my schedule at work became more hectic, so I was constantly in meetings. But our textual relationship was alive and well. I would either send videos of my dick going from soft to hard or videos of me playing with my asshole.
On this day, the mrs went to work in the night shift so she wasn't going to be back until damn near the afternoon the following day. So I pretended like I was going for a jog except I made a stop at his house. By this point it was the end of September so it was practically night time by 6 o'clock. I went to the side of his house like I did the first time, except this time there was no need for small talk & cups of whiskey.
I walked into the den, closed the door behind me and followed him to his couch. He sat on the end of it & I sat on his left side. He went for a kiss on the lips, but since I'm not comfortable kissing another man on the lips, I turned my head and gave him my neck instead. I had told him over text that my neck was my spot if he wanted to make me cum quick. He started planting soft kisses on my neck that were followed up with long strokes of his tongue. He would start at my clavicle and stop right at my beard line. I was getting hard almost instantly.