He Became 2nd

The semester was coming to an end.  I had the choice of going home to boredom or going home to boredom.  Wynn had asked me to join him for one  last "drink" for the semester.   I agreed.  I had a friend drive me to bar on a promise that I would pay for his first 3 drinks. Once they were bought i sought out my man.

Wynn was sitting in the corner watching the pool players.  Walking over to him he got up and grabbed me, pulling me toward him and began mouth to mouth.  No one seemed to notice. I was horrified that some big biker would kill me.

But everyone continued on their tasks of getting cold stone drunk. I kind of smacked Wynn on the face for outing me a bar.  He laughed, grabbed me by the belt and pushed me through a door marked "PRIVATE. EMPLOYEES ONLY, ".  I was freaking out.  I was going to be arrested.  

That door led up two flights of stairs, Wynn holding me by the belt, led me to a regular house door.  Like you see on a house in the suburbs, including a screen door, a door bell and a porch light.  Inside a building.  Over a bar.   Wynn unlocked the door and as a gentleman asked if I would like to come in!   Oh yes I would.  

Yeah.  I wanted to be with  him, but it was a bit strange.  Inside, Wynn closed, locked the door. But there, over a country dive bar was a complete house.  Living room.  Kitchen.  2 full baths.  A patio.  A fireplace. 3 bedrooms.  One in all pink, with Barbies.  

Wynn beat me to the questions.  He was very poor as a child.  But saved money cutting lumber and bought the bar.  He built this "house"  in the warehouse space.  It was his home.  Using the bar to make money.

I was about to ask about the pink room when he came from behind me.  Firing his hand down my pants and pushing the his now familiar wide cock against my backside

In my ear, while grinding my ass  he explained the pink room was his daughters for her visits once every two weeks and 4 weeks in summer. He was divorced.  I pushed away.  He caught my arm.  Pulled me toward him.   I protested  how could he be fucking me!  Of course that was dumb.  He was divorced!!!   just over reacted.  Jealous.   He looked at me. I just melted into him. His lips, his neck his sexy talk.  

He led me into his bed room. I went weak in the knees. A King size bed.  Cherry posts at the foot and head. Huge fan in the ceiling.   A sofa, rocker, Victorian wing chair upholstered in brown cloth. A lazy boy.  Large TV. Cherry wood wardrobe.    

Wynn then used his muscle over me to get me to the bed.  I resisted.  He just kept coming at me.  I was not very receptive.  Wynn then stood up at the edge of bed, with me laying on the edge. He dropped his jeans and tight briefs.  His cock just jumped right out.  I instantly sat up and began stroking him, knowing he would fuck me. I stood up to take my clothes off.  Wynn pushed me down again and ripped off my shirt, pants and boxers.

I sat up again, naked, and took that wide cock in my mouth. Up and down my head went.  But again Wynn stopped me.  Pushed me back on the bed.  Which is what I needed. My legs spread on the edge of a big bed.  He pulled out a condom from bed stand and cherry KY.  He was such a gentleman.  Warming the lube in his hand and then lubing me up.  

Wynn then powers his way into my ass.  Me squealing.  Then two more stokes.

That wide cock hitting my sides.  Wynn pulls out and lifts me into middle of the big bed.  And instantly back into my ass hole.  Pounds me and strokes my hot cock.  But stops again.  Rolls me to my side.  And climbs over me.  

Lifting my right leg up and inserting himself again.  I am taking the rim pain. But hes in.  He stokes.  Then stops again.  I relax my legs.  Wynn is in me.   My arm on his ass.  We are tounging.   Then he asks if I would like to move in. Take care of his house.    I am blown away.   I  said yes and open my legs wide.  Wynn takes 4 more strokes and cums into the condom and stokes my red hot cock to cum on his sheets.  After he softens.  I pull him out and i gently take the sheath and dispose of it for him.

Wynn

 is sound asleep.  

I have a place to live.