It was over seven thick inches and straight as an arrow surrounded by a thick patch of kinky black hair. He saw that I was kneading my cock. “My na...e’s Randy,” he said in a whisper. “Hi, Randy,” I responded, “my name is Bob. I’d shake your hand but I can see that you’re busy.” He chuckled at my stupid joke and then sat back in his chair so I could get a good look at his cock. In a place like that, normal social conventions fly right out the window so I wasn’t the least bit hesitant to. .. I want you to know how grateful I am and how much respect I have for you." Why do you think I wouldn't?"I hesitated, terrified to say it. But I knew it was the only thing I could say. "Because... because I'm afraid you can see into my mind right now. And I'm afraid... I'm afraid you can see how badly I want you." The words escaped my lips before I knew I was saying them."Oh Chike," she gasped. Her breathing became heavy, and I could hear her heart beating rapidly. Mine was as well. After. After his ninety minute workout he and his bride of twelve years, Debra would usually enjoy some morning sexual play before they headed off to their jobs. Debra was a successful pharmaceutical representative and worked from home on most days. Today she had an early meeting. But for the last three weeks she’d rebuffed his usual advances, being too tired, in a hurry or late. Jeff McBroom wasn’t a dummy he was beginning to worry that his wife may be having an affair. But he shrugged it off, he was. From Anya'sclues, I suspected that the shower was the magic part, so I tried towatch what was happening, as if my senses were turned on high.Within seconds, I was surprised to see the mist in the shower stallturning faintly pink, even as the massage effect got more pleasant.Finally, the tingling ended, and I shut off the water. I stoodnervously in the shower, waiting and wondering. How was thechange going to occur? Would it hurt, or be pleasant? Sudden, orslow?In my peripheral vision, I saw.