But now, as he finished his toast, he found himself thinking about the lovely ladies he had witnessed and wondering what it would be like to bed one o... two or three of them, to feel their soft skin beneath his hands, or suck on their turgid nipples. It was going to be one of those days he feared as he gathered up his book and paper and put the plate on the counter before he moved into his bedroom to dress for the day.The sun was shining brightly from a clear blue sky as he stepped out onto the. Nyoto looked like she could come just from watching so Josh softly whispered to her “you want to do her don’t you?”She nodded, watching Ashley suck Josh’s fingers like a hawk.“You sure?” he asked her again and she looked straight at him, nodding.Josh leaned back towards Nyoto so he could whisper in her ear “I command you to pleasure Ashley, if she is willing, with hand or mouth.”He then rose, bent to kiss Ashley on the lips and whispered “enjoy” to her before saying out loud “I need a pit stop,. When she was gone we sat there a minute longer and I told the wife we should get in the other room we don't need cindy coming out and catching us like this. The wife just sighed and said yes so she got up and said let me get a towel so you can clean up. She came back with a towel and I got cleaned up and we went in our room and went to sleep. In the morning I woke up and looked over and my wife was laying there sound asleep and I wasn't feeling the greatest and got up to go make some coffee.. " But those are urban legends," Melissa pointed out. "They're not true."Susan just shrugged. "Maybe this one is too, I don't know."Ann shook her head. "Oh, no. My Mom told me that she knew a friend who's cousin died because of him."Melissa opened her mouth to point out that that was the mark of an urban legend, that it always happened to a friend's relative, or a relative's friend, or any number of combinations of indirection. She closed it and remained quiet, knowing that Ann could be a real.