Now that I am a prisoner in my own home, having lost my wife, a good job and my pride with my only joy now is starting another beer. Let me explain to you how I got into this sad and pitiful state.
Until a couple of months ago I was employed as a regional sales manager, with a company car and expense account. But like all men, I suppose, I wanted something better. So I went for a new job that really I had no right to go for and even though I got it I was so out of my depth that within a week of trying my best, it became all to clear that I was not the person that was needed and so I was sacked. I remember that day all to clearly.
I just drove round not knowing where to go, not thinking too clever either, when I pulled into a picnic site carpark. I noticed that there were a couple of cars there but I could not see anyone so I got out my latest copy of penthouse, which I keep in the glove box, and I started to read some of the letters and looking at the photo spreads. I remember getting very hard and horny while looking at a spread of a brunette called Samantha, who was aged 22? and loved to be fucked in all holes, according to the caption. I thought to myself that it was time for me to have a wank over samantha, so I left the car and walked over to the toilet block as I needed a piss first.
While I was stood there at the urinal having my piss a guy aged about mid 40's came in and stood next to me, I noticed that he had undone his trousers and was showing that he was wearing what looked to be a pair of dark blue ladies panties with a lacy front. This started to get me hard, the guy noticed this and he started asking me whether I liked men wearing panties and what sort of things did I like doing. He then started to wank himself through the panties. I am ashamed to say that the sight of him wanking turned me on so I started wanking as well.
