I went back to the room and I was now so shaken I was trembling. I began to weep and sob. I could not control it. I exhausted myself and was soon asle...p. Mr. Parker arrived and found me fast asleep. He considered waking me, but did not. He bought in the boxes that contained my stuff. He left them in the living room with a brief note. He left. When I woke on the 26th I got up. The previous day was like a bad dream, only it was real. I went to the kitchen and when I saw the boxes in the living. He was about 5'10 and was as pale as a ghost he had the longest and most feminine legs I had ever seen on a boy. I couldn't help but notice he had on what I call Daisy Duke jean shorts, he was wearing flip-flops and had his toenails painted to match his neon pink hair which was cut in a stylish bob. Before I realized it I was eyeing this boy up and down from head to toe. I could feel (Big Blackey)...that's what I call my cock... waking up in my bikers shorts. The boy introduced himself as Cody. If you're not ready, I understand and lets call it a night." "I think I'm ready" I said. "You THINK you're ready? Or you ARE ready?" "I am ready." "OK, see you shortly."At 9:15, I got up, locked up the doors to the office and nervously walked down the hall to Paul's office. The door was open... Swallowing hard, my heart racing, I entered. Paul was sitting at his desk, his tie removed and his shirt collar open. He smiled. I was quivering nervously. "You're nervous aren't you. I have had ‘Friends’ on here warn me, that I might enjoy the experience and not to fight it, so I have thought it through, and being in reality rather shy, I have decided I would feel safe with this. This is the the SCENARIO I ENVISION, knowing my husband, and what could be set up. Please enjoy as I am getting very wet writing this, and I haven’t even started it yet! VALENTINE’S DAY AFTERNOON, k**s Napping, Us Making Love: ‘Sweetheart, would you really want to see me with another man?’ Husband:.