Discarding our speedos, we got in the shower. More kissing and we finally touched each others cocks in the flesh, outside the nylon and lycra of our ...peedos. I turned the Married Guy around so he was facing the shower wall. Grabbing a handful of shampoo I starting rubbing his arse, the inside, not the cheeks.After a rinse, his arse was clean enough to eat off, and that is what I did.On my knees I starting licking his arse crack and flicking his butt hole with the tip of my tongue. Yeah, we. Slowly he stands strait and then tugs at my arm pulling me to my own bed I moan in antisapation and he looks at me with his sexy, devilish grin and he says, get on the bed and lay on your back. I do as he asks and lay back as he starts too take off his shirt. wait! I jump up and grab the bottom of his shirt and he smiles and removes his hands as I replace them with mine and slowly pull his shirt over his body. his sexy chuckle resonates through out the room as I slip my hands down to the. " I don't know," he responded, breaking eye contact and sitting down.I put the thong up onto my shorts. "Do you like it? Can you envision me wearing only this? Should I strip completely and try it on right now?"He didn't answer and just shook somewhat too."Okay, something is on your mind, so spill it. Don't even bullshit me, just let it out."He peeked at me, but just featured a guilty smile. Not a word dropped from his lips, so I nonchalantly sat down next to him.I pecked his cheek and put the. I’m going home early this afternoon. I’ll be home at four. I’ll speak with you then. Glenda hung up. Aside from Glenda’s having to put him off, Paul could tell from her voice that she was upset. He knew immediately what it meant. Glenda had the same conversation with her employer that he had with Ted Wilson earlier in the day, but with a different result. The lawsuit would be a problem for them, after all. Paul had two and a half hours to wait for Glenda’s call. The engineer in him made him.