Tight jeans, simple tank stretched tight over broad shoulders and classic cowboy boots completed the package. He held a small brown paper lunch bag."K...t." He nodded to me but his eyes were on Cleo.Cleo too was taking his measure, her eyes drinking him in. Every woman's romance novel hero just walked in. "Hi Billy." Came to take a look." He knelt in front of Cleo. The tight jeans pulling even tighter over his thigh. He raised each wrist and examined the burn marks."They're better." Cleo said. As soon as that first tender was completed, though, several different problems all came together and solved each other. We set each tender down on the Womb's outside grav grid as they were completed so that the grid would have all the standard public services that habitable spaces needed: power, water, sewage processing, whatever. The third tug we built -this is the "duh" part here- took all of the Ferry pods from the Explorers and set them up in one corner of that grid where there weren't any. I stopped thinking of the humiliation of having another man’s cum covering my face. I knew I had to put up with all of these things - he was protecting my privacy and he did buy me all those gifts of clothes after all - so I made myself learn to not make a big deal out of it and get used to it instead. I had to admit that I kind of enjoyed sucking his thick, hard cock when he let me control the rhythm, and I convinced myself that I kind like the full feeling in my ass when he restrained himself. We left with her riding in the MG and his hot little blonde riding on the back of the bike with me . We took the back country roads heading for a park not far away to do a little hiking . We were just cruising along slowly when we noticed my wife leaning on her door facing him and he was reaching her way .Ahh , the loose shorts without panties I thought to myself .After a bit we noticed she was leaning on him a little. Hmm I thought.Shortly we noticed she had disappeared from sight . Again I.