Saturday Night Funnies (yes, I know it's Sunday)

I know these posts are going to appear backwards, but I'm OK with that.


A few weeks ago K bought my Father's day present.  She didn't really have to, but she did and I was pretty happy about it.  She bought me tickets to see Ron White.  I think he is one of the funniest comedians I have ever seen.  


The first time K and I saw him was back around 2001 or 2002.  It was during the "Blue Collar Comedy Tour" before the movie came out.  In fact I think Ron White ruined the rest of the show for me.  He was so damn funny I came close to pissing my pants.  The rest of the guys, were just OK compared to him.


The show was over 2 hours away in Columbia, SC.  The plan always was that I would take T to the show with me.  I left my house a little after 2:00 and drove to T's office.  He was done working for the day and his staff was gone home. 


He was waiting for me when I got there.

I walked into the dark office and he quickly locked the door behind me.  I turned to look at him, asking "So are you about re...."  I could not finish my sentence because his lips were pressed against mine and his ... well, let's just say we had a surprise private moment before we left. 


I am not going to get into the details of the physical encounter, but I would like to talk about how the emotional and physicals intersect into something I found interesting.


Early in our private moment (but not too early) I experienced the sexual release that most men are seeking.  Generally men of a certain age (i.e. my age) lose their "male stamina" shortly after this release.  All the times I was with K, that is exactly what happened to me.  I just thought that's how it is for men.  Not last night.  I continued to be "ready to go" for the remainder of our session.  In a lot of ways my body was reacting like it was a teenager again.


Of course there is another explanation.  When I was with K, I was always able to perform and I would delay my release as long as possible.  Once it came though, I was as limp as an over-steamed green bean. If she was not finished, she would have to get her stimulation from another method.  (Of course, I would help her out).


The other explanation could also be that because the physical AND emotional connection for us (T and I) is strong, I was much more turned on than I had ever been with anyone else.


What ever the reason, it was an exciting private moment that lead to a wonderful evening.