I had a sudden urge to grab him and kiss him, but I didn't act on it. Still playing the outraged neighbor, I told him to change back into his own clot...es, and that I would decide what to do about this situation. I went back into the living room, leaving him to change. A few minutes later, he came out, dressed in his own clothes, with a sheepish expression on his face, and asked me what I had decided to do. I was a little confused myself, so I told him that I would have to think about it and. Just moments later I watched as the front door swung open and my sexy wife came strutting in, followed very closely by a huge black man who could only be “the Rod”. I saw my wife close and deadbolt the door, and as she turned back toward the man who was now alone with my wife, I saw him push her up against the door with his body as he pulled her face up to him, kissing her passionately on the lips! I almost bolted up and ran down the hall, but I saw my wife wrap her arms around his neck and. Ever since that morning, I can't get Brandon out of my head. Nobody's ever been willing to fight like that for me, put everything on the line for me. He was so strong, so brave, so handsome there- and he was naked. A mother should never see her son like that, not after he becomes a man. And oh, what a man! Big and strong, and not just in his physique!I scribbled on and on, trying desperately to exorcise my fantasies by pinning them to paper, transferring them from ephemera to a physical form,. " I pulled out a piece of pizza and walked over the bed. I sat down on the side and placed the greasy pizza right on her back. This way she could feel it but had no way of getting to it."Here's the deal. If you want to eat some pizza your going to have to do it the hard way" What the Fuck is that supposed to mean?" You'll see" I fucking hate you Brandon"I stood up on the bed and I walked over to her head and got on my knees in front of her face. I brought the pizza in front of her nose so she.