"Here darling, let me help." my husband leans over the tub, his blue shirt sleeves rolled up over his elbows, he reaches for the wash cloth, smiling d...wn at me, his bright blue eyes full of emotion. I manage a weak smile back, but the horror of this evenings ordeal is still imprinted and clear to see in the depths of my dark green, tear filled eyes. Gently he applies soap to the cloth then presses it against the skin of my arm, washing away the dirt. Gently he works over my far arm and. How about coming to lunch with us. These guys aren't giving you any trouble are they?" Oh no Randy, They're great. I have had them working their little butts off ever since they got here. They do what ever I ask them to do. I even had them sweep the place out and clean the bathroom. I never heard the first peep out of them. I have to be back here in an hour though. The last truck will be here about then."Lunch was a roast beef poor boy with a beer and was delicious. I had been helping move a. Main unke saath andar room me gaya waha usne cupboard khola aur khol kar itne paas ake khadi rahi ki uske boobs mujhe touch karne lagi maine mera elbow ek baar uske boobs par touch kiya par koi reaction na hua to meine dobara aisa kiya aur ab thoda elbow uske boobs part dabaya bhi aur koi reaction naho ke karan meine elbow se tin chaar stroke bhi mare ab to kuchh bhi nahi phir meri himmat khul gayi aur meine apne haat janbuz kar uske ek boob ke pass le gaya to wo sirf muskurai aur mujse idhar. “Only men who have had twenty or so girls sitting on their pricks in one night!” “Oh.” Silence “I liked it. Does that mean I like girls?”That was a loaded question. I changed the subject. “What would you like me to do for you next?”She caught her breath. The big question. Decision time. In a shy voice she asked, “Would you make love to me? Show me what to do? I want to do something, but I don’t know what or how.”I rolled over so I was on top of her. Kissed her lips. Then her eyes. .