Somebody's Got To Do It, Part 3
Date: 12/9/2017, Categories: Mature, Author: oldhippie1949, Source: LushStories
I shouldn't bitch. I really have nothing to bitch about. I'm just feeling a little exhausted, and rightly so. I'm burning my candle from both ends and so my dick is sore and my ass is killing me. Like my Dad always said...nah, screw my old man, he didn't know anything. I couldn't resist Elaine. The goat horns sprung from my head. I couldn't help it. Call it hormones. Anyway, she was a hot girl with a super-lush body that wouldn't quit. I was glad that with only a small percentage of stamina left in me, I gave her a jolly good orgasm. But now, I'm paying for all the sex that is falling down on me like a mid-January blizzard. So what if I have sex with someone different every day of the week? It means absolutely nothing. So what if I'm fucking women younger than my daughters? To me, that's a blessing. Nothing against women my age, I'm just sayin'. Maybe I'm selfish but the fact is that I want to go like Rockefeller. In the saddle. But meanwhile, I have all day until I meet Elaine for dinner at Favorita, which is just ten minutes away. I should get to work. I spent the next three hours updating some clients, taking their calls, making new deals and just letting my ear get warm next to the phone. I swear, sometimes I feel like an overpaid shrink listening to all their nonsense. But that's part of the job and I learned that many years ago. Now I just listen while the clock ticks and bill them for consultation time. And they pay me. Why, you ask? You see, the thing is, I always ...