Our guest kept glancing over at my slutty wife while trying to make sure I didn’t catch him. I noticed he had a large bulge in his jeans. My wife no...iced his bulge, too. Our slightly nervous house guest cleared his throat loudly, then asked my wife if she was ready for her massage. She seductively replied that she was wondering when he was going to take care of her and smiled at both of us. As he fetched the padded cushion he used for giving massages, my wife stood up, went over to the. Nothing else that happened had any influence on me...all I did was wait for 9 PM to meet her. I prepared with great meticulousness, I guess that is what we all do when we want to win someone over...somehow. Nothing was left to chance, and thirty minutes before we met I slowly started making my way towards the randezvous, contemplating and smoking Luckies. When I met her finally, I was surprised, because she turned out casually...maybe we weren't on the same page regarding our future encounters.. The very next afternoon she called and asked if she could borrow one of Karen's dresses for a wedding she and Jim were going to on Saturday. Karen quickly said yes, and told her to come over and pick one out. Kathy explained she was taking the afternoon off on Friday and would stop by to pick it up. Since Karen would be at work when Kathy said she would come by, Derrick figured that would be the perfect time.After Karen left for work Derrick started getting everything set up. He placed the. Like our conversation, the notes were suspended in the air like delicate stars twinkling in as pattern unbeknownst to us of the next emotional strain. I cleared my throat to pull his attention to the purpose of his visit. ‘I already finished the assigned reading.’ ‘I am sure you did, Bookmouse.’ ‘Yeah…’ I blushed a bit and tucked a braid behind my ear that always loved to fall in front of my face. ‘So do you want to read the text or do you want to read alone, I have other work but I could use.