"Why I'll" I said threateningly as I advanced towards Jasmine.It was a mistake. With two long steps she covered the distance and slapped me. I raised ...y head and received another. I tried to recover and punch her but she grabbed my arm and twisted it. I fell to the floor, crying in pain. "Well, look at your sissy husband, crying in pain. I'm gonna love fucking your wife in front of you. I bet you're gonna love it, after all it's what you could never give her"She then grabbed my hair and started. “It's just a little fooling around. I won't do anything you don't want.” He pressed warm kisses against my ear.I made excuses to myself and leaned back against him again. Mark could not find out. I was still really tired. I realized he had pulled his shorts (and more) down also. There was a rock-hard naked boner pressed against my back. That realization made me simultaneously wet and panicky.He pulled me up further against him and leaned back some more. This resulted in my shorts slipping down. Odd sensations began to make themselves known to him. His clothes feltas if they were crawling over his body. Something tickled at his earsand a weight pulled at his chest.When Harold opened his eyes again the room had stopped spinning. Had itever really been spinning? As his eyes sought the egress from thischamber he gasped. The sound was in a high alto range. The reflectionkneeling before him was a young woman. Long, curly, auburn hair hungjust past her shoulders. Her face was that perfect. "I'm not the same as those boys in there any more, Taylor. I've learned so much more... experienced so much more." She wasn't sure whether to stay or run as he moved next to her. "I've learned what women like... what they want." You make it sound as if you've become..." I have," he interrupted. "I'm not bragging Taylor, it's just that I've have the opportunity to find out what turns women on." And that would be?" she asked, her breath getting shorter by the moment."Touch for one thing," he.