((As long as he got the money, he wouldn't say a word about what he saw.))
Mr. Hayes sat alone in his bedroom, a computer in his lap. It was Friday night, and his wife would be out of town for the weekend. Something about her brother needing her help while he moved to a new apartment. He tuned most of what she said out, mostly because he was imagining her brother's tight ass. The couple had gone on a fishing trip with her brother, and a friend of hers. That first night, Michael walked in on him as he was changing. His bubble butt almost made him drool, and when he saw Michael's arousal, they fucked almost instantly, and several more times that weekend. The thought of that incredible weekend distracted Michael until his wife was done talking about why she would be gone.
Mr. Hayes sat alone in his bedroom, a computer in his lap. It was Friday night, and his wife would be out of town for the weekend. Something about her brother needing her help while he moved to a new apartment. He tuned most of what she said out, mostly because he was imagining her brother's tight ass. The couple had gone on a fishing trip with her brother, and a friend of hers. That first night, Michael walked in on him as he was changing. His bubble butt almost made him drool, and when he saw Michael's arousal, they fucked almost instantly, and several more times that weekend. The thought of that incredible weekend distracted Michael until his wife was done talking about why she would be gone.