Just a quick brush of her lips to mine and I can taste how sweet she is. She’s teasing me. She’s pretending we’re a couple looking for an apart...ent. Okay. I can play that game too. “This looks fine, but do you think our bed will fit in here?” I responded. She actually got down on the floor where the bed would go and stretched her arms and legs out. The effort pulled her shirt upwards exposing the soft skin of her belly. She rolled over, and her skirt flipped up enough that I could see the. It was the man himself.Some of the other answers were revealing. David wanted children (SP), thought they should wait until they had settled themselves as a couple first (P), wanted two or three (P), contraception was (JD). This got a further note. “I’ll use condoms if you want. Anything else -- save a vasectomy, which I would resist, see above, ‘any’ -- would have to affect your body. That should be your decision, subject to medical advice.”Another essay, labeled D1 but not referred to any. You will have to wait until his meeting is over." I decided to sit down and wait. After all, this was MY wife, dammit! I soothe myself by remembering tell me telling me this perverted old fucker could not get a boner. So they couldn't really be doing all that much. All this time, his very old secretary kept glancing at my direction like I was some naïve pussy. Which I guess I was. A full 45 minutes later, the office door pops open and Tammy comes out adjusting her blouse. She sees me and. Please pull out and let me get ready, you are hurting me.”I pulled out and then just got up and left the bedroom. Barbara found me in the living room in my recliner.“Bob what is going on, Fred just told me what you said to him. Why would you treat him like that, he and his people have been very good to us. Why all of sudden are you acting like this?”“Barb honey, I don’t know. First let me apologize for hurting you. I never wanted that, but ... well I’m so sorry. Anyway, I asked for the things.