He's a great guy, and a real cutey! He's about my height, and has the brightest red hair I have ever seen. His bright green eyes compliment his hair...and his eyes seem to sparkle when he laughs. And I mean they sparkle! He has lots of freckles on his face too (which I think is just too cute! I've often wondered what it would be like to kiss every one of those freckles.) "Hey Dave!" I called as I saw him come around the corner."Paul!" he said as he jogged across the street up to me with his. That was good news to me, with half a day off. We would have to make it up later, but still it was a nice change of pace.As I neared my house, where I live with my wife and daughter, I was thinking that it would be nice to be home with just Mary, my wife. She works too, but for various reasons she had taken a few days off. One potential problem came to mind however. She might not appreciate me being home. Mary was busy with her hobby, and she probably would think that I would want to do. Jim called Ruth and told her they were ten minutes away and asked her if Linda was there. They wanted to take them to the seafood restaurant. Ruth said they would meet them there in twenty minutes.They had a fine dinner and both men saw the bond between their wives without a problem. Both were happy to see it. Both were more than ready to fuck their wives.That night Ruth and Linda were very much impressed with the ardor and performance of their husbands. “I missed you,” the men explained.There. . I guess... I just find those pictures hot also."Again, Mom was reticent. But finally said, "I hope you're aware that I couldn't do that to you, right? I mean, that would be taking this way beyond what a Mother and Son should do."I sighed, "I know, Mom. "But it doesn't mean I can't imagine it." Tucker!" Mom shouted."Well, it's the truth, Mom. I'm sorry, but I can't help how I feel." Okay, let's just drop the subject, and in the future, please clean off the pictures when you're done using my.