I tried to get laid last night. He came in my hand before we..

I tried to get laid last night. He came in my hand before we got started. Always the biggest talkers. I should have known. It usually isn't a problem, but he was done. End of the conversation, so to speak. I think I had my hand on his cock for at most thirty seconds. He even wiped his jizz drippy dick and put it back in his pants, and thanked me. I used his jacket to wipe the cum off my hand. He gave me a funny look. What? It's his jizz. He could have held off until I had an available hole to put it in. Oddly enough, this guy was 50. Usually, I don't expect the older guys to nut so fast. They typically have to wait for the Viagra to kick in, so I get extra attention from them while we wait. It's a win-win for sure. Off track but on that note. Guys...take your Viagra, TriMix, or whatever it is you need. Do it in front of me. It lets me know you care. Guys get so...I don't know... secretive about it. Why? It's not like I don't know anyway. Anyway, my older dude nutted 20 to 30 seconds into his dick being in my hand. It wasn't a total loss, if I'm being honest. I didn't really expect to have his cock inside of me. It would have been a bonus if it made it there, but I wasn't counting on it. I was expecting to suck a dick. Looking forward to it, actually. We went to his car, and that was my expectation. Plus, he's married, and the thought of sucking a married man's sperm down had me all fired up. I see his wife all the time when I drive by their house. Every time I saw her, I would have thought, "I had your husband's cock in my throat." It's a good mental visual, at least it is for me. Add in the fact I was going to let him gag me with cock in a parking lot not too far from both of our houses...even better. But that all fell apart when his nut ended up all over my hand while I took his dick out of his pants. Such is life, I guess. Well, at least I know what his dick looks like now. I've often wondered. He's a decent-looking man. Lives a street over from me. I always wave to him when I go by in my Jeep. That might be a bit awkward now. That's a good thing, though. I like the awkward sexual tension. Guys get it when I get them to do something or they do something on their own that they think is embarrassing. I doubt I'll touch his penis again. He's too old to train, and even if I did, he seemed in a rush to get home to his wife, so that would be an issue. Also, he never attempted to finger me, touch my tits, or anything. He was happy with his instant orgasm. I mean, for fucks sake, show my cunt some love. Touch it, rub it, do something. So that was my night. How was yours? Real quick. Some cool stuff did come out of last night. I texted back and forth with my new Tinder guy, so that looks like it's going to happen. And though I left with Scott last night, I arrived home alone. Scott picked up on the sexual vibe last night, quietly told me I was going to fuck that guy, bowed out, and went home. I mean, can a guy actually get any nicer than that? That's why I love him.