1. Rick and I Ch. 01


    Date: 1/6/2024, Categories: Gay Male, Author: byskinnysailor 

    ... sure enough he's drilling Cora.

"Oh!" Cora gasped as she came into the living room. I was sitting in my chair quietly crying. Rick was dressed, but she just wore her ankle length teal satin robe. Her hair was a 'just been fucked' tangle.

"Um, I should, um......"

"No Ricki, dear, stay for a beer. Darling, get Rick a beer."

"Y-y-yes de-e-ear"

When I got back from the fridge she was sitting in my chair and he was sitting on the couch. I handed Rick his beer.

She snapped her fingers. The signal to pay attention. She put her left index finger to her lips, spread her robe and opened her legs, pointing at her pussy.

I got to my knees and licked his cum from her pussy. Tears run down my cheek as I lap up cunt juice and cum.

I hate her. I love her. She's my Goddess. I know she loves me, in her own way.

" Oh, oh, oh!" She cums.

"Go get cleaned up and put on your black cotton maid's uniform, then make my bed. Clean sheets."

"Yes, dear."

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We didn't see Rick and Rita again. She'd used him and tossed him away.

Every now and then she'd go out at night, and come home smelling of sex

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There was a late March blizzard. From Wednesday 'till Friday it sleeted, snowed and freezing rain fell as the winds blew at twenty knots, gusts to thirty. Saturday I went to the Marina to check on the boat's tarp. Lots of members were doing the same. I went into the clubhouse for a hot ...
    ... coffee.

Fuck. Rick was there too.

Kal saw me, and called my name out loud before I could retreat. He and Lia, his wife were talking to Bob and Jason. After a bit, Rick drifted over to join the conversation. Fuck.

After a polite time I excused myself.

Double fuck. Rick followed me out.

"Wait up, Fred. Look, we should talk. There's a little bar on Maple, the 'sixty Ninth Street. know it?"

Do I? That's where I met Cora.

"Ya. Meet you there." Fuck, why am I so simple? Why didn't I tell him to fuck off?

The bar had just opened, so there were no other customers. We got beers and went to a booth in the back.

"Look, I'm sorry. I'm weak. When she called I thought you'd be there too. Then, well. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Well, to tell the truth, you''re not the first, and won't be the last.

"I really was hoping you'd be there. I mean I was hoping to be your friend."

Huh? "I'm not sure Cora would like that. And what about Rita?"

"Um. She and I were close to done when we met you. When I told her, um, I go both ways, and was, um, er. attracted to you, especially that Saturday. Um, She couldn't take it."

Well! We talked for along while.

When I was unlocking my car I sensed Rick was standing behind me. I turned. He bent down.

Our first kiss was short but sweet.

Then he asked for my cell number. He dialed his. "Don't answer that, the missed call will be my number." He gently stroked my cheek. "Call me?"
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