I looked down and verified that the tent in my pants was VERY obvious. All Melissa would need to do was look at the general area and she’d see. My h...art pounded so hard I could hardly hear what the girls were saying.“Ugh, I HATE math.” This from Natalie.“I don’t HATE it necessary, but it isn’t my…” Melissa’s words died on her mouth and I saw her eyes lock on my crotch. I remember thinking how it hadn’t taken the girl long to find what I wanted her to see. Her already pale face went as white as. We would all be satisfied. I would get to see my wife fuck another man and Julie would get to experience what seemed to me to be amazing orgasms. I would also always have Julie at the end of the day. She would always be mine afterwards. Not Nate's or anybody elses. She would be mine. "I'm going to cum inside you," Nate panted. "I'm going to cum," he repeated. He pushed himself into her and then let go, groaning as he did so. I wasn't entirely sure how long his orgasm lasted as he stayed inside. When she closed her eyes, she saw the scene, perfect in every detail. She wanted to put that perfection onto the canvas. She wanted it so much she could hardly breathe when she thought about it.She considered the new version from every angle. It still wasn't right. She had painted a day scene, but the patches of blue sky poking through the tree limbs looked out of place, and she didn't think the lighting was right. It should not be day, but dusk, she decided, the last minutes between day and. .. and you will say UNCLE" she cluckedShe selected a big chunky pair or ear rings from the case. They looked likelittle candelabra. They were silly looking really, too big and gaudy, just likethese places. With a pair of scissors from her desk she clipped off two of thecandles at their base and two more just below the candle top. Thetransformation was magic. I blushed again. The earrings now featured a largecandle in the center now with only two candle holders one on each side. Sheheld.