I could stand there all day enjoying myself and him, but after 15 seconds or so I pull away and whisper "Very nice, thanks." "No, thank you." About fi...e minutes later I see him walking towards the washroom. Of course, I follow discretely behind him. There are two urinals, two stalls and two sinks and it is empty. He is standing at the left urinal with his pants open and his cock and balls pulled over the waistband of his sweats. His package is very impressive. He has shaven pubes, good sized. Jewish housewife&hellip,Park Slope&hellip,unhappy marriage&hellip,ready now. I hit send before I could give myself a chance to back out. I stood up and was ready to close the window when a response suddenly popped in. 10:30 tonight? was all it said. I had another chance to back out. My hand was trembling as I reached for the keyboard. I paused again, then looked at my husbands photos one more time for motivation. You tell me where and bring your friends ,-) I typed out and hit send. He emailed. Mai 1st floar PR apni bdi been Ke sath rehta hu. Mere mummy-papa ground floor PR rehte hai. Hamare ghar me ek kamawali bai hai jo 2 bar at I hai subah aur sham. Kyonki mera ghar bhut bda hai to WO akele jyada kam ni kar pati hai isliye WO apnibeti ko bhi sath me lati hai. Uski bet I Ke bare me btau to uska nam annu haivaur wo patli hai PR uski chuchi yani boobs thik thak hai aur uski gand bhi acchi hai. Mere floor pr whi kam krti hai. Ek din mai sham ko gym gya tha, us din gym ki marramat chal. I know, I had read too much in the joint, but it looked as though he fit the profile of a male dog. One who had a share his home with new male dog. The fact that I wasn’t really IN the home, didn’t seem to matter.Rita was a different kettle of hormones. Best I could figure, she was flirting with the new guy, either to piss off her mother, or to validate her own budding sexuality. I resisted any acknowledgment of her sexuality. It seemed to be the best course of action. Ignore it and hope is.