When you uncrossed your legs and stood, he copped a real eyeful - both stocking-tops at least, and you glanced down at him as you went by. Judging by ...he bulge in his trousers, he was either hung like a horse or he had a hard-on, and he made it obvious which it was by putting a hand over it when he saw you look. The two of you actually smiled at each other, and once you were on the pavement and the bus was pulling away you gave him a little wave. You began to enjoy to Show-off! Walking home you. The scene was set.Her hand grabbed his zipper and he began to buzz with anticipation reminding himself to stay calm and patient with her. He rested his hand on her shoulder as he used his other to help her by unbuttoning himself in one easy move.She felt his warmth behind his briefs stiff and plump for her. She got a bit of an adrenaline rush from the thought of him. She nearly drooled as a sweet smell jumped at her as the thick stick erupted through the silk at her. She grabbed the pasty soft. There aren’t enough chairs so some people are sitting on the floor or wherever they are comfortable. One guy is sitting on the stairs. His wife is sitting beside him on a bar stool. His name is Tom and he is a really cute guy, clean shaven, wearing glasses, about my age, wearing tan slacks and a NY Yankee t-shirt. His legs are spread but I cannot see his crotch from where I am sitting on the couch with my wife. I lean over to whisper some crap in my wife’s ear and purposely look between his. Really, Martin, I think you have gotten a little paranoid. I'll tell Reg you're coming. I don't think he has plans to go out; so you're safe. He will act as our chaperone." Thanks, I'll be around in half an hour."Being that I was in all but name a single man, I didn't want Kara's husband Reg, or any husband come to that, to get the wrong idea."Look, Kara, when you find the woman you have trusted for ten years is running around on you, you get a whole different prospective on finding a wife.