Date: Wed, 1 Apr 2020 18:46:13 +0000 (UTC)
From: ozzalone65@aol.com
Subject: Under his Wife's Nose (1)

This is a tale based off a character that I have had in a few stories.
Tony. I have decided to create stories all about this fucking I credible
man. This guy that I have had a few awesome encounters with at work and
my place. This hot married man that really knows how to bang ass.

Again this guy is still supposedly straight. But willing to play from my
experience.
Enjoy....
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Under his Wife's Nose (1)

  My ass is soo damned sore. Again. I lay here in my new apartment after
another raucous and incredibly hot multiple orgasm sex romp with the man
of my dreams. His name is Tony, and it's this smoldering bearded white
guy from work. Tony is an average looking guy. He has a lean yet muscular
physique and a handsome face (at least when fully bearded).
With his glasses to my looks kind of geeky when he has no facial hair.
And that's how I had first seen the man that was regularly fucking me
silly. Bit now the stud always seems to keep the beard. I like to think
its for me as it makes him look like a lumberjack when his is in jeans
and a plaid shirt. And God how I love him in jeans. Especially those ones
that he wears that show of his incredible basket.
And when he fucks me it is like an event that I never forget. The man is
a sexual God in bed. But then again I am getting ahead of myself.
Let me take you back to when this all started. When I first met the stud
of my dreams. The man I at this latest moment in time adore. And wait for
him to get divorced from his wife to have him all to myself.

Fuck me I love his dick" I said all the time

Well to start back to when I first met this incredible stud. It began
when I moved from the west coast to the Midwest. I needed to get away
from the big city and family and the same twisted crowd of people and men
I had hooked up with in the past. I wanted a calmer life. And the Midwest
with its smaller cities and town was for me. And there was also the
change of seasons I craved.
Now I didn't want something so small that there was no contact with
people. And nowhere what being gay would be bad. I still wanted to have
some sex after all.
So I went online to find a job and then flew down there to get a place.
And withing a half a year I was moved there to a Midwest city. There was
but a handful of tall buildings and none more that 30 floors. And the
population was not even a quarter of where I had lived before. It was a
big change nonetheless.

"Hmm" I sighed a gifted I was left with all my boxes and belongings in my
new small bungalow of a home.

I sat there looking around at my small house. 1100 square feet of house.
Yeah it was bigger than the condo i had in the west coast. But the cost
if this house was far less that the small 900 square foot condo. Less
than half of that place. So I found it a steal from what I was used to.
But now i had more space and a yard and garage.

"Moving up in the world" I said to myself.
"I will finish unpacking later."

I sat there and had a drink or two before deciding what I was going to do
that night. I had a few days until I started my new job. So I figured I
would get the lay id the land and venture out.to check out the city.
First things first. Find the gay bars and meeting places. I was
pleasantly surprised that there were several gay establishments in the
city. I knew I had researched it before. But not enough to know where
anything was. So later after I ate something I went out to one of the gay
bars.  I figured I would see if I could make some friends and maybe get a
sex hook up. It had been a bit since I had had sex do to this whole
moving situation.
I went to one of the bars. Near downtown and the moment I walked in I
felt eyes on me. I am sure they all thought 'new meat'  as no one had
seen me before.
I had expected the stares over the new guy in the place. But what I
didn't expect was the amount if twinks in the building. It was normal of
them in there. I had a drink. Only one as I was getting approached by too
many of them. I had to brush them off and then get out of there. I went
hime as I lost interest very quickly after that place.

"So no fun for me" I huffed as I headed back home.

The rest of the weekend before my first day of work was just unpacking. I
met one of my neighbors. A nice older woman who lived across the way. Her
husband had passed on a few years back. But she had a beautiful garden.
She had said she kept it up for Harry (husband). But it gave me a bunch
of ideas to work on my place. But that would have to wait until I was
settled in at the least.
Monday came and I headed off to my new job. I met my boss and the others
in my department. I worked in setting up contracts with vendors for
pricing. Everyone was great and super nice. So I got the whole
'midwestern hospitality' the long every talks about.
I was sitting in the lunch room with them as the boss ordered lunch for
us as it was my first day. It was good local food from a local eatery not
far from the office.
But it was there as I was sitting there eating and chatting with my crew
that I saw him. He passed through the room. Tony. He was very casual in
jeans and a t-shirt. He had glasses and a shaven face. So his face looked
kind of geeky. About what I did notice on this guy was how his shirt fit
him. It showed of his nice arms. Nicely toned and with a tattoo peeking
out from under one of the sleeves. The guys certainly had nice arms. And
the way his chest filled his shirt was pretty nice too.
The jeans were a bit loose fitting on him too. I couldn't see his legs
but there seemed to be a mild bump in the crotch area. But other than
that I only looked upon his very nice looking arms. But his face was a
put off.

"That's Tony" my boss said
"He works in receiving"
"So don't think you can dress that way"

I smiled and glad she didn't catch my eyes lingering on his delicious
arms. Because if it were just for the arms I would do him. That and the
possibility that he had a nice chest too.

"Tony" I pondered after.
"Maybe if he had facial hair".

I tried to imagine the guy with a beard. But couldn't. And then I quickly
forgot about it and him.....
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To be continued