And he had gorgeous blue eyes, with the ability toshow any emotion with them. He could even smile with them, which I foundendearing.I found myself get...ing flushed. Flushed with excitement about what was goingto happen that night. Finally, my night. I would milka man and make him beg me for mercy. I had yet to see Matthew beg, and mypanties filled with my own moistness just thinking about it. I rubbed my legstogether unknowingly."Are you ok?" he asked, leaning over to put an arm around me."You. "It is, Sir, a singular experience to be sure," Amanda began. I was pleased by her tone. I had taken trouble to encourage the girls in a proper use of the English language, avoiding the slang expression and casual sentence construction that is so common amongst young people today. It was evident that my views on language were being heard. "I suppose we had both imagined that your methods would be much as they have been, but, in honesty, I believe neither of us anticipated the way in which we. I looked at her and said, sounds like he needs a blow job. I often tell my wife that other men desire her. We are both very verbal in our sex play and share fantasies with each other. In several of these sessions I had mentioned that I'd love to watch her blow another man. In others I described how hot it would be to watch her with another man. So back to the conversation. She looked at me and said, "he's single and not seeing anyone, so that's not going to happen." I looked at her and said. “I think so but I want to think about it a little more. This is all so different I want to make sure I know what I like.” I smiled and nodded, wondering what was in store. A few days later, I got a text from Heather in the afternoon on a Thursday. “Come home when you can and let me know when you’re about ten minutes from home.” I left as soon as I could. I texted her as requested about ten minutes away. When I got home, it was dark and quiet. I made my way to the back of the house and.