I stood up and stretched. A warm, pleasureful sensation ran down through my vulva. I squeezed my breasts lightly and walked back to the bedroom to get...dressed.We were out on the highway to Fort Worth when Helen spoke to me."If we find Clyde out there, what shall I do?" she asked."About Jack?" Yes," she replied."He'll have to have an explanation," I said. "Helen," I said in all seriousness, "is there any possibility he might have come home early one day and caught you with Clyde without you. I though I might cum before I ever had my chance to become a man.............."Are you ready, boy?" Ron asked. I nodded. I kneeled between her legs. I looked down at the sight of my throbbing erection looming over her fat vagina. As I laid my thick inches across her wet carpet I glanced at Ron's fat belly and tiny, almost inverted dick. I realized why I as there."Wait!" He snapped. He rolled over towards the night stand. There was a pack of condoms displayed. He looked at me and asked "are you. ..or maybe catch pneumonia and pass out. Either way, he'd be quiet for a second. Marko had rescued him from being pummeled by the guys he had tackled when he jumped off the coffee table. Other than that momentary boost of adrenalin, he was exhausted. He had been working hard all week --hell, for the last month-- from dawn to dusk building houses. He had been hoping to burn off some pent up frustrations from work this weekend. Now it was just exacerbated. Kirk was work. “Alright. Let’s get you. What was happening to me? It was so out of character for me to be thinking and acting this way, shy, ole me. I thought back to the day before and admitted to myself that seeing our hosts, especially Marc, naked was titillating after the initial shock wore off. That, coupled with the conversation with Tom, had my head spinning. He actually let some guys see my tit up close and he wanted me to expose myself to my coworkers. Was he a pervert, or just a horny husband? Did all husbands think about.