Her brown hair fell to her shoulders. I was becoming erect and I stroked my cock. She glanced up, saw what I was doing, and stopped. She stood up stra...ght, pushing her hair away from her eyes with her delicate hand. She shook her head, smiled, then began pushing the cleaner at my feet. I raised them from the floor and she vacuumed beneath the chair, finally moving away. Her butt looked so tempting. I could see it moving as I made my prick harder with my hand. I rose up out of the chair. Walking. And a lot of times I had the fantasy that one of the crows would turn into a man so beautiful I would get a raging hardon. I know, crazy me and crow fantasies.Maybe it was going to be another gay porn flick that would get me off tonight. I didn't always watch one every night. It was a beautiful night outside so I decided to eat outside of my house in the garden.Just a spaghetti bolognese, mind you. Not a fancy dinner. But anyway, I set the table and then I went back inside to set the timer for. She smelled great and I let my hands find her waist through her thin dress. Her hands had my cock free and she nibbled at my neck driving me crazy."I've thought about this for some time," she whispered, "You're just what I want, right here and now."With that she pulled me around by my dick to face her and our mouths met with deep kisses and our tongues searched each others. Her hands stroked me in a controlled deep fashion, just enough to keep my hard. My hands roamed and discovered nothing but. ..until a few nights ago. I was having trouble sleeping, so, while my wife slept soundly, I went to fix myself a drink. As I came quietly back upstairs, I noticed Cassys door was ajar slightly and I could see the red glow from her bedside lamp was on. I admit, I should have walked by, but it was a faint gasp that attracted my attention. I very carefully moved closer-it was dark in the hallway, so I felt sure she wouldn't notice-and I peeped in through the ajar door. Cassy was sitting.