Finding my feminine side
I turned sixty and we had a small celebration in the break room. As we left and we were walking back to our respective desks the purchasing manager walked beside me and said he loved me. I was taken aback and said thank you.
A week later the purchasing manager reached out to me and asked me if I wanted top skip the lunch room and go get a pizza across the street. We sat there for for a while talking about life and growing up. He grew up in rural North Carolina and I grew up amongst high rises. He told me that when he was a young guy he knew that he favored men, older men, especially men who were a lot like me. And he was and had been attracted to me for quite some time. He wasn't pushing, but he had learned that keeping silent got nowhere.
I told him the truth, I was divorced, over money. And I had never seriously considered any form or gay hook up, but something new and if he was willing, I would go along with him. We went to his place, a nice place, but not big or ostentatious. He told me that the first thing we needed to do was put our arms around each other and kiss. We stood in the middle of his bedroom and we kissed for quite a while, the more we kissed the more I liked it. He reached down and ran his hand across my behind and I liked that.
We undressed carefully, until we were both completely naked and we embraced again and continued kissing. I felt his penis grow and get harder, and mine followed. He reached down and massaged my penis while we kissed, only breaking to ask me to return the favor. He sat on the bed and sucked my penis. I was by then totally aroused and pushy. He laid back and had me suck his penis for him. I was thrusting by then, I wanted to fuck. He told me first things first, first we would take our time and then he would do the first fucking. I had to learn my place.
It was so good, he grabbed me from behind and thrust into me. I had tears in my eyes, but tears of sheer pleasure. I collapsed on the bed and he fucked me on top of my back until he reached orgasm. He pushed off and whispered in my ear "I do the fucking". I never thought for a minute that one day I would be wearing thing women's bikini panties and sucking his dick. But hey, there I am, all queer and everything.
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