Who else would be calling to talk to you about the prom?" Well, my date might." Pffftt. I am so jealous. I want to go to the prom." Surely someone has...asked you to the prom, Brenda. You're only like the hottest girl in our class." Oh yeah. Sure. There are three classes above me. Bill asked me but I said no." Why? Bill's a good guy. Might as well keep it in the family." There was a sudden cold silence. I thought at first she'd hung up. "Brenda?" That was completely uncalled for, Brian. I don't. Just the thought of it made her toes curl. He had been kissing her neck and breasts, his breath warm against her skin. Which had swiftly turned to tender nibbles. Then honest sucking. With a groan, she wiggled where she sat, trying to drag her attention back to her drawing. Nope, still a spider. Glancing up, she found herself pinned by a pair of devilish green eyes. And blushed. ‘Miriam.’ ‘Mmm…?’ ‘What were you thinking of?’ ‘Um. Nothing.’ ‘Nothing.’ He repeated. ‘That is what I said,’ she. ~The Encounter~ There they were, facing each other. Their eyes lingering and exploring the beauty of themselves. A smile, then laughter calmed the awkwardness of that first encounter. He reached out, took her hand and placed a kiss upon it, but did not let go. With his other hand, he slowly moved the hair away from her face, so that his skin could feel the softness of hers while he gently stroked her cheek. They came nearer to each other, their eyes imploring deeply. He leaned in and placed. He pulled down his jeans to reveal a pair of loose boxers with a threateningly big bulge. He saw my wife's eyes grow wide with surprise and then mist over with lust. The old man chuckled when he saw her face " Obviously you've never seen how big a real man's cock is my dear, no thanks to your sissy of a husband." She looked back at her husband and smirked and for the first time he genuinely started to feel afraid.He pulled down the waistband and his cock flipped out, slapping against his belly.