And, did I mention that I was one horny bastard, wimpy or not! Freud would have approved my satisfying the demands of my id.We were sitting at the kit...hen table when she finally made her play. "Red?" Yes, Sally?" I said."Red, you been home a month now and we really haven't talked. Could we? I mean would it be okay with you?" she said.I hadn't been exactly faithful to her during the period. I'd been in fairly constant platonic contact with Carie, my caring whore. She and I had had established a. She must have thought that I was going to cut her husband's vacation short. Neill came to the phone, sounding just as suspicious as his wife. This was only Wednesday; he was not expected to return to Denver until the following Monday."We've got a tenant, and we may have two," I began.The news brightened his day, and he asked if he should return to Denver that same day. I assured him that it was not necessary, filled him in on the status of the leases, and broached the subject I really wanted to. I got the TV onto the dolly and rolled it down the hall and into the elevator in less time than it takes to talk about it. I gingerly tilted the TV onto the lip of the Jeep's rear section and grabbed the bottom to kick the dolly out from under it. I took a deep breath and tried to summon some of the anger I'd felt when I saw my boss fucking my wife. It worked. My rage gave me more than enough strength to lift the TV and slide it into the back of the Jeep. I decided to take one last look around. “Is this okay?” the boy asked.“Yeah, Ryan, it’s really nice,” Steve replied.After that, they just sat there cuddling on the couch watching TV together, the way Steve had cuddled with Lisa countless times before. Ryan finally got up to go, and Steve went upstairs to bed with raging hard on in his pants.The next day they did the same thing, cuddling together on the couch after dinner. But being Friday, Ryan asked if it was okay to stay overnight. His mother was going out anyway and didn’t mind if.