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By *riff75 OP Man
5 weeks ago
South Manchester, Stockport |
I still didn’t dare speak to him. A few weeks passed. We nodded to one another now, when we came in, when we left.
I thought I could feel him watching me just like I watched him. But how was I supposed to turn that into a chat?
And then one day when I was walking to my car after my workout, he approached me. He had left first that day and I assumed he would have gone home.
But no, he had been waiting.
“Do you want to get a drink?”
I stammered and blushed and agreed.
“We can take my car.” He said.
He had a big old Audi, very well looked after.
I was sweaty and in my gym stuff but tingling with nerves and lust.
We drove perhaps five minutes to a pub I’d never been in. Small, quiet, full of older people.
We sat near the fire at the back. He got us pints.
When he came back we introduced ourselves. He was Nigel, retired from an Executive position at an energy company. Widowed, his children grown up.
He was likable. Charming and quick, warm but with an edge of gentle mockery when we chatted.
He asked about me.
When we discovered a shared interest in photography, he said I had to come and see his set-up.
“Now?”
“Why not? It’s only a few minutes away.”
So that’s where we went. The sexual tension was thick now once we were in his car. Heading back to his house. With an obvious chemistry between us.
He had a big detached house on a quiet leafy road, security gates and a wide driveway.
He parked in a garage and showed me around a bit, then showed me his darkroom and cameras.
“Can I photograph you?” He asked.
I agreed and he said we should go to the bedroom. It was the late afternoon and the light was best there.
I had to rearrange my shorts as we moved across the landing and my growing erection was too obvious.
He had me remove my shirt and took two, then three shots of me, on my knees. I was aware that my hard cock must be evident.
Then he walked over towards me, stood in front of me and slipped those grey tracksuit bottoms down so that his massive cock sprung free and basically hit me in the face. I took it in my mouth. |
