I looked like a model. “I like this one. Shit, I wish I really did look that good,” I commented, shamelessly fishing for a compliment. Aaron ...id not disappoint me.“Baby, you do look that good. You really could be a swimsuit model.” While still looking at the naked image on the screen, my husband reached up and squeezed my butt. “God, you have a beautiful ass. And I love those tits too.”“Let’s use this one.”Aaron smiled, realizing that I had just given him permission to run the ad.I. Keith had been looking forward to the moment when his lips and tongue could part those pubes and go exploring into all those glorious folds of pink flesh underneath - and explore they did.As Keith’s face was descending down into that forest of pubic hair his soft dick was getting slowly sucked into the naked girl’s mouth at the other end. The girl was also caressing Keith’s balls very gently with her hands and every now and then poking just one finger up into Keith’s arse hole. Keith also found. I had daydreams about the ideas we’d joked about but never figured I’d hear anymore or do anymore on the subject. Chad called me on a Sat phone and said “I have a complete sceneario and ops plan for that operation we’ve been discussing” “All we need is a couple details and a go ahead” Do you want to be there for execution of the op?” I was confused and said “which op?” Chad laughed and said the one we hatched out a couple weeks ago over a bunch of drinks. Think about it and meet me Friday” My. I then realized through all of my thinking, I finished mixing so I put the dough on a cookie sheet and stuck them in the oven, all the while trying to find something to do while they baked. After a minute of no appealing thoughts, I just decided to relax on the couch with music playing in the background. I think somewhere in my mind I was hoping James would call but knew, realistically, he would be too tired from work. Tears started rolling down my face and for the first time tonight, I didn’t.