I lost my mom 8 years ago and 3 years ago my retarded sister, who was 14 years older, passed in her sleep. I lost my dad in January which means I my closest relative is a 67 year old cousin. However, I have lots of friends and a very strong support network. I've had a couple of lovers who lived with me for a time but I think I am happier alone. I am not one for monogamy - end of the story. I am attracted to the dark haired, rugged and handsome men having never been with a blonde or red head. I have never met one that started my truck.
I had to contact dad's insurance agent to inform them of dad's passing, verification of insurance and when the next premium wound be due. When I went in dad's agent, Darin, took me back to his office. Darin looked to be late 20's early 30's, tall with thick, wavy hair that looked dark auburn in the office but dark medium red when he came to et me in the bright lobby. When he came to meet me he asked if I was there to get a quote? I explained and we went back to his office. I felt like I had come at the wrong time or he was having a bad day - there was definitely tension. I was out of his office chair as soon as his printer started - I wanted out of there before I told him to suck out the pits of me ass.
Two weeks later the attorney sent me back with forms to add me to dad's insurance as his policy had 9 months remaining and the rates were cheaper than my insurance company. So I am back with Darin and it took him forever to understand dad's name cannot come off the policy until the car is transferred into my name. Finally, it clicked when the owner of the agency came in explaining this was new for Darin and to bare with him. Ok, I am up tight with everything right now. He had no problem understanding the house insurance procedures for a deceased client but there was a mental block with dad, the car and me.
We didn't transfer the car to me for 4 weeks but the house transfer was pending a few details. now comes the morning I met with Darin to pick up the new policy with my name only, which Darin had waiting for me. He apologized for being so dense but said I reminded him of an old friend and it was difficult to concentrate. I go to the attorney transfer the car to me, take the forms and the insurance data to motor vehicle where I surrendered dad's tag, registered the car to me and had a new tag issued. Now, I have lost the screw driver I took dad's tag off with so I put my tag in the rear window and go to the insurance company so they can have a copy of the new registration and tag. Darin was in the lobby when I pulled in and opened the door. We went to his office were he made copies did his input and printed out new insurance data reflecting my tag.
I get to the door to walk out and he is right behind me saying, let me put your tag on your car. Squatted with his legs spread he is putting on my tag with sun reflecting the gold, deep and medium red threads of wavy hair. He wore drees slacks but his cock head was evident in his boxer shorts and I was impressed at that the rim of his soft dick was making. When he finished he looked dead at my crotch with a blank stare. Then he looked up and saw me looking down and he realized he had been caught. He said, I am sorry. I said for what. He said nothing, you just remind me of a friend who moved away a long time ago. I said, long time ago what are you 25? He said, no I'm 39. We red heads age slower and laughed.
When I got home there was message that I left my registration and he would drop it at my house on his way home. An hour, 2 glasses of red wine later his 9 inch purple, mushroom headed dick was in my mouth. For hours we sucked and fucked each other with the best sex of my entire life. I licked him from ass hole to elbow and he did the same. We fuck in ever conceivable position, configuration and he even shoved ice cubes up my ass after he fucked me.
He was making me so hot when he said water sports I pulled his hand into the shower where I knelt never having even consider that (I was wild and kinky but water sports had never appealed to me).
At 10pm I put a frozen pizza in the over while he knelt behind me licking my ass cheeks and massaging my hairy legs. As soon as I closed the over door he was on his back on the tile floor pulling me onto his face and he rimmed me for 10 minutes while I looked though the glass oven door as the pizza began to cook. We fed each other pizza, he poured beer on my dick and licked it off. He had me take a drink of beer hold it in my mouth and then give it to him. He licked under my arms, my fingers, toes, nose and all in between. I had cum so many times my dick was sore and he wanted more. Once he put that mushroom head in my mouth the soreness left my dick and it boned right up his ass.
It was midnight when I asked him his last name. We laughed. I said I need to know in the event you fuck yourself to death. He pulled me by the dick to the toilet where he stood behind me, reached around with his right hand holding my dick telling me he wanted to feel my piss going through it while I pissed. When I finished he leaned around licking the last drops off and we swapped positions. Darin asked me to set the clock early to give him time to suck my dick and go home for clean clothes before he has to be at work.
The next night when I came home his car was at the garage door and he was sitting on my front step with his lap top. Darin is still at my house and I don't want him to leave. I haven't told him but I think he knows. For me I have a new norm in my life and I like it. Darin and I are planning a 3 way with one of his friends and that has me so turned on. I cannot wait to see him with another man's dick in his ass and mouth. Little did I ever think I would be on the verge of falling in love with a damn red head with a big rimed, purple headed dick surrounded by a thick, wiry ginger bush.