Yes I was drunk ish. Yes my wife and I had argued minutes before about her having to drive. And yes I've had an experience in my teens of sucking off a friend. But nothing since then and nothing would have gotten me to let him fuck my ass, I believe if I was sober. Or that's what I told myself immediately afterwards. At the time though and thinking back now to how fucking good it felt to have his cock deep inside my ass, I might just concede I'd love to feel another mans cock up my asshole.
No sooner than he'd cum up my ass, filling the condom, he didn't want to know anymore. I saw his wedding band and knew just like me he was acting on a spur of the moment sexual instinct. It's an instinct I've nearly followed through with again at a local park a few night ago. I took the walk knowing why I was there, and very nearly accepted the offer of a guy around my age to let him fuck me. The only thing that stopped me was seeing a dog walker walk towards us. Otherwise I'm sure my jogging pants would have been around my ankles, and his cock would have been up my ass.
Tomorrow night my wife works her late shift again. If the weather stays good, then I think I'm going to find myself cruising the park again.


