We couldn’t build a sofa and chair, but we could build at least parts of everything else. We called it hobo revival. Some of it would be good enough...to sell. Some of it would be ready for the scrap heap within two weeks I was sure.At the end of the day, the apartment was livable. John and Gabby, his kids, showed up just before the whole family drove me home. I was extremely glad to see my house again. I was so happy I even cooked dinner for myself.I enjoyed the pinto beans and wild boar. There were some more new sensations to deal with. First, did she find that guy attractive? (JP silently cursed, realizing that he'd thought of himself as "she", as Ashley.) Second, why was the jealously so intense all of a sudden. He'd never been a jealous guy, always choosing trust over needless worry, and he'd had a pretty high opinion of himself anyway, so it wasn't like he had to worry too much about other men. Poor JP had no idea that the hormones and the hypnosis he'd been subjected. He began to cum hard all over her as several streams of cum shot up over her stomach and tits."Wow Michael! That was very impressive!" as my wife wiped his cum from her lovely body.It had been ten minutes later and Michael's cock had sprung back to life. My wife didn't want to disappoint him as she once again began to suck on his beautiful cock. A few minutes later my wife got onto on all fours on the bed."Michael, I want you to fuck me from behind."Michael knelt down behind my wife's ass as. She took out a lotion or oil and rubbed it all over her breasts. She was smiling at me when she said, "You're going to love this, Sarah."She got on the bed and lay on top of my back and began to rub her breasts up and down on my back. She was supporting herself with her arms on the bed. Her lower anatomy was pressed against my butt. It felt great! She was massaging me with her breasts.She continued to move lower down my back still using her breasts. When she got down to my butt she got on her.