"What are you still doing here?" Mr. Smith asked when he noticed me sitting on the couch. I was too enthralled to respond. I knew Mr. Smith came home ...ate because he went to the gym after work, but I never imagined he was in such good shape. Even in his dress clothes, I could see how muscular he was. His sleeves were snug around his biceps. The legs of his pants could barely contain his quads. I wanted to see what his abs looked like more than I would care to admit."She agreed to my idea for. She was wearing dark stockings and red high heels even though it looked like they added to her mobility problem. However she had either taken the shoes off when she laid down or they had fallen off in her sleep because her feet were now uncovered except for the stockings she wore.As I propped on my left arm and read my book, I noticed that my left hand was just inches from her foot and, even more intriguing, the blanket came just over the top of her leg and didn't cover her backside. What the. I think you're leaning towards 'total perv.'"He grinned back, knowing she was just teasing him. "There's also the fact that they're so very prominent on you, and big breasts are overwhelmingly considered a desirable thing to have. It's like gently teasing a really tall guy about his tallness. That's all in good fun if done in the right way, but doing the same about how short a short guy is wouldn't be nice at all." He asked anxiously, "But AM I way off? IS that something that bothers you? Geez,. I hear another voice, another man approaches realizing what I had over my face, 'WTF', he gasped as he took both my hands and prevented me wiping them further, 'Dont wipe that stuff, you will just make it worse', he explained, and even though I could not open my eyes to look at him, I imagined what he was looking at as another mans sperm run down my face.'Sit still and let me', he said quietly and I felt a cloth touch my face as he wiped the seed from my face, but leaving the sperm in my eyes.