Chapter 11

Sometimes Jo and I would slip away to drive up here ourselves. I found the secluded spot we’d considered ours and parked the car. I didn’t think she’d mind.

“Have youdone this, Easy?”

“Yes, a very long time ago, before I met Jo.”

“You’d better do me, then. What is your pleasure, mouth or ass?”

Before this point, I’d never considered Nick in the light of a lover—I’d been madly in love with my wife, and even if I’d been single, I’d have viewed him as being too young—but now that he drew my attention to his lush lips, I could picture them wrapped around my cock. But his ass…it was a wonder to behold, round and firm and something I’d want to sink my teeth into, or my cock. So just then, it wasn’t even a tossup.

“Your ass.” I hesitated. “Do you mind?”