This was all so new yet I was enjoying a huge vicarious pleasure being a voyeur to my own wife. My heart was pounding with excitement! Now filled with...a lust I had no control over but it felt so damned good! This was my own wife cheating on me. I didn’t try to understand my feelings, only wanted to see more. There was something delicious in that she was so sexy with another guy and I wondered what she had done with Bill before when she was supposed to be bowling? I had told Bill and Sam over. I think if this girl laid down, they would point right up with no looseness, no sag at all. Her nipples are small, hard, pointy with swollen areoles surrounding them. This girl should never wear a bra, she should give all of mankind a hard-on with her perfect breasts.Well. They're all perfect. I mean within groups. Breasts do come in different types. Different styles. These are stunners. Geez, and they're all fourteen-years old, eighth-graders.Down at the bottom of the email, there are. I think she wanted to come in. My brain was pretty much as dumb as it gets so I just nodded, mostly because I didn’t have any other response.I unstraddled Dave as Emily slid open the glass door, she had one finger up to her lips indicating she wanted me to be quiet. I don’t think she was indicating this to Dave because because not only could he not see her hand signal, but he couldn’t be any more quiet since he had tape over his mouth.Emily then indicated that she wanted me to follow her into. If I was thinking, I would have donesomething else." Paul looked like he was going to sulk, or maybe cry.Tom quickly continued, hoping this time he would get through. "Becauseneither of us want to get caught with you being my roommate and wearingthat stuff. Because nobody would understand that you, and by extensionme, are not gay. See?" Tom nodded in what someone else would havecalled sympathetic magic, or perhaps linguo-kinetic manipulation. A little intake of breath from Paul told.