She distributed them around the house and then said she was going to bed. I stayed watching TV for another half hour or so and then decided I would al...o go to bed. After finished my evening ablutions, I climbed into bed. Within minutes, the wind built up and it started raining so hard, it sounded like a giant was walking on the roof. A few more moments and the thunder and lightning began. It seemed to go on forever. While this was happening, I noticed my bedroom door open. It was Mom. "Can I. She felt used and loved it.We had sex all weekend, but on Monday morning she returned to work.Thinking of my wife meeting Martin at work, I wondered if they would continue what they had. Knowing what she would be wearing, if he would seduce her; feeling her body and admiring how sexy she is before kissing and undressing her somewhere quiet. Both of them turned on and driven by their lust for one another. I imagined them in our bedroom, kissing passionately, naked, having foreplay before sex. In. She said what , watch or get fucked? I said I don't think I could ever allow you to fuck me in the ass. She smiled and said so watching isn't out of the question? Well you always said you didn't want me around I told her. She said reading those stories made her think of how fun it would be to make me watch how a real man with the proper equipment has sex .The following Friday I kept waiting on my call to stay away from the house after work. It never came, I even asked my co worker if I had. .. even if I had no idea what I accomplished.So, even though I thought is was weird, the feeling afterwards made me not hate or fear this feeling when I felt the onset of an episode coming.Now fast forward a number of years and here's me in college, having the occasional girlfriend, but nothing overly ambitious or strange. A real ladies man I certainly wasn't.And then I met this girl called Linda. I was 22 at the time, she was 24 and a bartender in one of the bars that I visited regularly with.