While she was wiping and flushing, his stiff dick was already out and he walked to her while she was still sitting and told her “you’ve become a b...g tease”. Carol sat there with her skirt still held up, watching him stroke his cock. Mark edged his cock closer toward her body. She asked him “you like watching me pee?” and he said that was his big turn-on. She was trembling a little bit, but asked him “since I’m done peeing, what now?” and he replied “you didn’t get me hard for nothing.” She. I don't like being fooled. Who else knows about this?" "No one! No one, just me I promise." I pleaded still using my feminine voice. I was horrified that he would kill me or beat the shit out of me at the very least. "Stop, I ain't gonna hurt ya," He said. I was getting ready to leave and asked, "So I guess I'm fired then? I'll not say a word to anyone on my way out and you'll never see me again, promise." A look of disappointment came over his face. "No, you're not fired! Hell you're the best. Then two or three night later I watched a show a bout girls in the city and heard the words hot wife and cuckold looked them up both names sounded sexy thought about wot I had done and every day for a week fucked my self hard for about an hour and half some times twice a day imagining all types of things I had read on the net . So at the end of the week I met a friend for a drink I was dressed like a mum she turned up dressed so hot and sex I felt silly I asked her why she was all dressed up. “Bobby!” I said, loudly.The hand vanished as he lifted his head.“Huh?” he asked, obviously groggy. “What’s wrong?”“I think you were dreaming,” I said.“What?” He sat up. It was warm and he hadn’t been covered by the sheet. He was naked, as usual. There was a towel lying on the floor next to the mattress. He had an erection.“I think you were dreaming ... about me. Bobby, I could feel your dream.”“Feel it?”“I felt your hand on my side. Do you remember dreaming?”“I have lots of dreams,” he said.“Do.