You’ve told me you’re on vacation for a week, so please spend it here with me. We will talk and share what and where our lives have taken us. You ...an have my room - sorry, your room. I will stay downstairs. You will have privacy. Please Tammy, think about it.” We walked to the kitchen and started to fix dinner. We didn't talk a lot. My mind was going a mile a minute. How could all this be happening? I cut up the salad and set the table. How different and yet familiar it all was. Instead of my. ..now. I did everything I could not to grab his hand and place it right on my dick...so first I clenched my fist. When that didn't work I put my hands to the side, landing right on the man's thighs from behind me. I just realized his stomach was flush to my back. I grabbed the hell out of those thighs as if I was holding a sled down a steep hill. Instantly forced a thrust from him into my lower back. What the hell is going on? Fuck it. I unzipped my pants, grabbed the other man's hand. That settled, we had our family meal, and then spent time together until all the kids were in bed. After Jesse and his moms went to the coach house, Kara, Michelle, and I spent time in the sauna, then went up to bed. As I had the previous Sunday, I slipped my hand underneath Michelle’s arm and cupped her small, firm breast. She sighed deeply and snuggled close and the three of us fell asleep.November 2, 1993, Chicago, Illinois“How do you want to handle the Pittsburgh hire?” Cindi asked.“I don’t. Oh damn! Her mouth felt so good, she was licking up and down the shaft before taking the head into her wet hot juicy mouth. This was unreal the pleasure she was giving and I was enjoying it, so for awhile she gave me aglow job that words can’t describe, then she stop and moved to the chair, took the rest of her clothes off and began to masturbate in front of me and I watch her finger herself, first caressing the lips, squeezing them together, then spreading them to expose her clit as it poked.