Her hair was down to the bottom of her shoulders and perfectly framed her face, which was sexy even without having any makeup.After picking himself up... carefully hiding he growing tent, and shutting the door he went along and took his shoes off so she did not bitch at him getting snow all over the house and went to her fireplace. Upon entry into the living room, he gazed in horror at the fire place.“Where is the wood?” he gaped.Kumiko looked at him with confusion and said “In the backyard, I. But then I'm not always here–I go on a lot of photo shoots in different places. I don't know if you were aware of it, but I am an erotic model, so I go wherever the shoot is." she said."I've only been the super here for a couple of months. I'm still getting to know the people in the building slowly. I thought I recognized you. I've um… seen you in a couple of magazines," he said, suddenly feeling very self-conscience. He looked down and was a little embarrassed that he admitting seeing her that. But the spandex held together. “You look like a superhero,” I said.But that wasn’t true. Even the Incredible Hulk looked skinny compared to Becky Finklestein. She looked in the garage mirror and examined her profile as she flexed her bicep. I wanted to look away. I was afraid that she might turn angry at any moment and attack me. But she didn’t. She kept flexing her monstrous muscles, admiring the way that they bulged through the spandex. She put her hands behind her head and flexed her. My husband would comment about how it seemed that I was losing touch again, I really wasn't, I just wanted more.I love my husband very much; I love what he has done for me and for our children. I have been with him since I was 14 years old and now I'm 25. Since I've been with him so long, is why I have the problem with my haunting fantasy. I've never known another man, and sometimes the need or maybe the want of knowing what it is like gets to me in ways that it probably shouldn't. I can't help.