"Hope you don't mind but I needed to talk to you " he said. I knew this guy by sight from the health club not to talk too but I had secretly watched h...m in he changing rooms and what a great body and cock he had. "Ok what's the matter" I asked. " well it's you really. I have noticed that you appear to always be sizing me up in the changing rooms" I was so embarrassed. "Look I really don't mind in fact I'm really turned on by it" the chap was married and often thought what a lucky woman to have. She was pretty upset, Jim realized. Her sadness went deeper than he had thought. He didn’t know what to do, so he stood and watched her. She continued to cut her vegetables for him even as she wept. It made him gulp, the way she took care of him. Then he came up behind his wife, rubbing gently on her upper arms and kissing the back of her head. Finally she stopped cutting with her knife and dropped it onto the counter. If anything, she was crying harder now. ‘Baby, you’re not that fat, you. I so wanted to cum and to feel him cum inside him. I wanted it now, more than before, he talking about Harley was driving me to new heights and I felt like I might explode at any moment.Then he whispered the words that changed me. I had been actively pushing back when he whispered, “You know what this position is called, right?”I was focused on my mounting orgasm when his whispered words sunk into my brain and I went rigid. One moment I was moving into his pumping hips and the next I was. It was also a men’s style, which made it tight over my bust. Even a trip to Manchester produced nothing better. I might have suffered through December, but I chanced across the man who made my lederhosen. We greeted each other, then he asked how the leather shorts had worked out for me. I described my bare picture on the bear rug, which he appreciated. I commented that the lederhosen was not suitable for recent weather. He laughed and said I needed a longer coat. An hour later he took my.