It’s been a year since I made the big decision to leave the West Coast for a job in the Midwest.

While it allowed me to put my life back in order after my divorce, I still miss my old coworkers — none more so than Nolan and Rick.

I attended my going-away party with one goal in mind: Take either Nolan or Rick back to my place to fuck that night.

Although I was 35 years old and they were nearly ten years younger, I’d been fantasizing about fucking these two good-looking, muscular young men since they’d started at the company. The only reason I’d refrained from pursuing them was that I was their supervisor. Now that I would be relocating, I felt free to pursue either of them before I left.

As the party began winding down, I knew that I had to make up my mind quickly... Read More