I Was A Baker's Boy

When I was 15 I took a job with a small local Bakery. I met the owner of the business while I was out trying to find a weekend job to make some extra money.
I settled in well at the bakery doing deliveries and odd jobs.
The owner was always kind & we always had fun even though the bakery was very busy.
He was in his early 40s but was in very good shape because he was a keen cyclist.
After a few weeks we were very close. When his birthday came round, we had some drinks at a local pub. Obviously I had soft drinks, but he had a fair amount to drink. We were walking home, to this day I don't know why I did it, but i blurted out a confession that I fancied him & that even though I knew he was married that I wanted him. I don't feel guilty & I know that he would never have approached me. But, I loved every moment of making love with him. At first he would only let me suck him off. After a few times he gave in and started riding me. To this day I look back & can still remember the feeling of him inside me.