.seeing as she didn't look much older than 18 i asked her her age...19. i asked her if she was sure she wanted to hang out, if she knew what she would...be singing up for if we did and she said yes. so i told her to meet me in the parking lot of the same library 10am the next day and she did just that. i had never cheated on my wife before. had never cheated on any partner before. i knew that i did not want to bring her to my place, did not want her to know where i lived. and i was not about to. I had driven by it several times while living in North Carolina a few years back. “It might be fun to drive by there,” I thought. “Maybe I’ll get a free exercise bike out of it.” I was seriously impressed that this author wrote a multi-chapter story to get rid of what was probably a crappy old exercise bike in his garage.“Ring!” My thoughts were interrupted by my morning wake-up alarm. I glanced around the edges of the black-out curtains in my messy office. Sure enough, a sliver of sunlight was. While we werewaiting for the mask to dry, she glued nail-tips on each of myfingers, extending them a good half-inch, with a definitefeminine shaping. She applied a bright red polish to them, thenknelt down in front of me and did the same to my toenails. Atiny voice inside me wanted to protest, but as I looked atmyself in the mirror, even the green goo on my face couldn'tstop me from admiring how feminine I was becoming. Wheneverything was dry, she got a pair of high-heeled black mules,with. Stuart looked at me and said I was an awesome fuck that night, and he was too afraid to come back in and ask if I would like to go out some time. We chatted a bit more, when I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I left the door open, hoping he would follow me. Sure enough, he did. When I sat on the pot, I pulled him closer to unzip his pants. His zipper was already down, all I had to do was pull out his dick. He had a raging hard on, that put a smile across my face. I pulled him.