"How? Why?" Why?" he shrugged. "Because I can, mostly. Once I had tasted your wife'scooking, I knew that I must own the chef. Her cullinary skills are...simplydelightful. She is delightful. In so many different ways." You bastard!"I took a step forward, but an upraised hand stopped me in my tracks. Therewas no wall, no force barred my way, and yet I could not take a single stepforward."As for you," he continued. "I merely find it an ironic and fitting redressfor your vulgar threats. How? You must. Morethan that, you are a gift from the gods." There are some folks back home who would disagree with you there," Ilooked at the floor.He cupped his hands under my chin to raise my face so he could look intomy eyes. "Then they are fools."More than anything in the world, I wanted him to kiss me at that moment.And then he did.I melted into the kiss.Finally, he broke it off, and pointed to a door. "Here are the women'squarters," he said, and then knocked on the door. A large woman openedthe. So without a word, i put my hand over his hand, stopping him, then i pushed his hand away and started to slowly stroke up and down his dick and rub the head of it with my thumb. At this point he repositioned himself on the couch, he put his head back, completely forgetting about the porno on the screen and he closed his eyes as i continued to jerk him off. I noticed his breathing got heavier and louder, then he slowly moved his hand to my thigh and i felt his fingers brush up my thigh to my. " 'Excuse me, sir, ' she says. 'May I speak to you for a moment?'" 'Yeah?' says I, kinda cautious. I'm like, giving her the benefit of the doubt, y'know?" 'You're a member of the ground crew at the ballpark, ' she says. 'I followed four of you here from Camden Yards after the game. I needed to talk to one of you.'" So I says to her, 'Why me?'" 'It's ... kind of a delicate matter, ' she says. 'I didn't want to talk to all of you. I waited until one of you was alone.'" 'So, not me especially?' I.