. how you feel it in this moment. But you're scared, and yet you trust me. You ramble. It's cute. I take in every detail of your face as you tell me y...ur innermost feelings. I take notice how you hold me. I am fully aware of your existence. The biting of your lip when you blush, the way you look into my eyes. The softness in them, but also mischievous. The casual tracing of your fingers along my arm as you tell me these things. I want so much to kiss you in this moment. But we haven't yet. The. I was not entirely out of touch with certain interpersonal social trends---such as 'swinging', or even 'polyamory,' and the more I found myself thinking of that, the more I started to wonder if that was what Anna and Thomas, and their black friend were engaged in.The answer started to emerge when I noticed that Anna's tummy was no longer flat, but bulging (slightly)! I surmised she was pregnant; and, over the intervening weeks and months, her tummy became much larger, and it was then that I. She would tell me about him and the way he behaved to her. He kept trying to get her number, and when she told him she was married, he told her that he didn't care. I could tell that Annie was attracted to him too, and so I began bringing him up - his name was Charles - every time we had sex. One night as we lay in bed naked together, Annie asked me if it would be ok if she gave him her number. I was so horny I agreed. I wanted to cum badly, but before she would fuck me, Annie made me promise. I just hope she doesn’t say something like I have a two inch...” I was about to say dick when I remembered I had a lady in the room. I just snapped my mouth shut.“I don’t think you have to worry about that, Mister President,” answered Mindy with a smile.“What?”“Girl talk, Mister President.”I groaned loudly. “No ... you and Marilyn ... no!”Mindy giggled and nodded, “You don’t have to worry.”I just groaned, as Frank and Will laughed at me. I was rescued from this line of questioning with the.