I even found myself thinking of my best friend's husband, who is a hunk.If hubby was reading this kind of stuff, I thought, then how come I'm getting ...ight hours sleep nearly every night?So that night after supper I asked him that very question."Well," he said, "I try to save it up for Saturday nights. We both need to be awake at work, you know, so we need our sleep."OK, maybe this is true. Not that I need to be all that awake at work, but OK. And I had noticed that Saturday nights were a tad. Franks spoke again - lowering his voice, yet speaking in a commandingfashion he said "Come on now, Simon, get over here ."Almost before he know what he was doing, Simon got up and walked overto the older man, his mind whirling in hope, fear, surprise and astrange feeling in his stomach."Kneel down" He knelt down on the carpet in front of his landlord.Then two strong hands grabbed his head, fingers holding onto his earsand he felt himself pulled downwards into Franks lap. His mouth. The torso of a goddess, flat and toned and a rear to die for, firm and full. Her long legs leading to her shaven pussy enhanced by a small tattoo of a devil on her mound. She returned to Jason and allowed him to examine her with his eyes, flicking at her nipples with her long nails. She whispered something to him again and sat on his lap, wiggling her ass into his crotch. I imagined his cock nestled between her butt cheeks. Her husband walked in front of her and she unbuttoned his shirt. He. While talking to her my mind drifted to the memory of the sweet girl I knew in school. After we finished eating she said she felt cold so I had her sit beside me in the booth and I put my arm around her. As she snuggled up to me in the booth I could since that she wanted to take this a little further and the wait staff seemed to want us to leave. I proposed that since a hotel was right by the Denney’s we could continue or conversation in a more private place and she agreed. We went to the room.