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For support, please contact Support. Age Verification You must be 18 years or older to access this site. There are NO exceptions! Yes, I am 18 or older No, I am under Sign In Sign Up. We currently have stories with more being added every day. Almost 40 years ago, we were very innocent and the expression "safe sex" was unknown. Sex between Maryann and myself had never been as enjoyable as I thought it should be, mainly because of lousy foreplay.
I didn't like the way she handled my cock, stripping the foreskin back and rubbing it hard on the sensitive tip with her dishpan hands. She wasn't all that happy with my performance in bed, and we parted after only a couple of years. I'd married her before I'd decided that sex with another man was more enjoyable than sex with a woman. Paul and I had been working for the same company for a couple of years, and we'd often done things with our wives as a foursome.
Maryann and I had Paul and Helen over for dinner, or we'd go out on picnics or to movies and plays. After the divorce, Paul and Helen still welcomed me at their house, and even tried to fix me up with single women they knew. That week, Paul's wife was in Boston visiting relatives, and as both of us were "batching it," we had dinner together almost every evening.
The first four days, we ate in restaurants and then went to our respective homes, but Friday evening Paul invited me to his house, suggesting we have a few drinks. He said I could even sleep over if I became too tired or drunk to drive. That sounded attractive, and I accepted his offer. I parked next to his car in his double carport, and he ushered me inside. The first thing he did was to offer me a beer, which I gratefully accepted.