It felt right; the more he considered it the more it fit."It is the bowl." And what does that mean?'"It means..." on the right track, now; he -must- b.... He spoke slowly and with deliberation, tasting the words as they came out. "It means...life, giving. In the bowl, the food is put, and out of it comes nourishment. When we give, the bowl is full." And what else does the bowl signify?"He shut his eyes, concentrating. The blade was conquest, power, but it was also the men's tool; even the Yon,. I jumped off Tom's dick and turned around to see Renee standing there staring at me. "Renee, I'm sorry." I frantically and repeatedly said. Renee cut me off. "Go on. Go on and fuck my husband" she screamed. "What" Fuck my husband. That's what you wanted him to do since the first time you saw him, right?" uh..." Tom told me everything. How you bend over for him. How you wear that slutty camisole so you can show him your breasts." uh..."Tom didn't say anything through this entire ordeal. He sat. That was the first time I felt her soft buttocks and my dick responded by raising its head. She was too embarrassed and got up her face red with shame. I could not utter a word as my body was shaking with excitement. From then on, she pulls a chair and sits whenever she has to work with me but I always get hard with her beside me and keep wishing for the day when her ass would be in my hands to fondle and kiss and bite. It so happened that last week, as I was walking out at lunch time, I saw. She started to change in front of me again. This time she even removed her bra and showed me her naked breasts jiggling over there. At the same time, one of my neighbor’s son came and she went inside the room covering herself and once he was gone she came back and continued her changing in front of me. She was looking at me and I was looking at her it went on and on. I was hard by then.Later on, this seducing thing continued for a long time. She used to show me her boobs and I used to show my.