I swallowed the dentist’s cum instead of the other weird stu..

I swallowed the dentist’s cum instead of the other weird stuff they put in your mouth and tell you to spit. Then I fucked him in that crazy chair they make you lie back in. No, I didn’t. Absolutely nothing of the sort even remotely happened yesterday. The only thing I sucked on at the dentist’s office yesterday was that suction thing that mops up your spit. He didn’t give one rat’s ass about me. Neither did the amazingly hot; I don’t know what you call her, Hygienist, maybe? Whatever she is, she makes my mouth water before she even puts any tools in it. I’d eat her out so fast she wouldn’t even see me going down on her…if she would let me. But, as I said, zero, zip, nada. Not even a sliver of hope with either one. The only thing I fucked yesterday was my finger. All in all, though, that was pretty good, so not complaining. Plus, they said my teeth were good to go, so two thumbs up on that.

No luck with the guy behind me, either. I haven’t even seen him out and about. The weather has really sucked, so hopefully, tomorrow, I might get a shot at securing a time slot for his dick to pump cum in me. Fingers crossed on that one. I really do want to get something going with him. Not because he’s a super stud or anything like that. But because how hot would that be? Fucking the guy who lives on the next street over. His wife is at home doing whatever she does at home, and he’s in my kitchen feeding me the cum I sucked out of his testicles. I’m telling you. Suck the sperm out of a guy’s dick and eat it…he’s all yours to do with as you please. Some guys even get weirded out by it. But they can’t help themselves. After they sit around and think about it…they have to have it again…and again…and again. Until their wife catches on…that’s usually where it ends.

Scott went to one of the Bar and Grills I frequent, and the bartender asked him when we broke up. He said we didn’t, and she got a funny look on her face. He asked why, and she wouldn’t tell him. He said she almost ignored him the rest of his time there. I know why, though. I took Rob there with me a few weeks or so ago, and we got a little friskier than what we should have. As in, he fingered me at the bar for a few minutes. I think they knew something was going on, but I don’t think they knew Rob had his fingers inside me. I think what really got everyone’s attention was the fact that we kissed like we were about to fuck quite a bit. Which we did about 10 minutes after we left. Then, fast forward a few weeks later, and Scott goes there alone for lunch today. I’m pretty sure they thought we were no longer married or at least separated. I told Scott all this, and he was a bit unsure that my taking another guy to one of our favorite places was a good idea. But…his dick was hard. I could see it in his pants. That’s how I know we are a match made in heaven. We are going back this Friday together so that should be an interesting evening. Scott doesn’t want to, but he will. They are going to look at Scott like the cuck I transformed him into. The thought of that makes me wet just thinking about it. They will all know I am fucking other men, and they will probably even pity him. To make it even harsher, I’m going to go back in with Ryan or Tony a few days later and basically dry hump one of them to stir the pot even more.