You then asked if I would like to come over to yourroom that night so you could give me plenty of time to stare at it andI responded, "Hell no, I didn...t say I wanted to screw. Just stare atyour perfect ass." and then you stormed off in a huff.''Very good, well after careful consideration I realized that you wantednothing more that to have an ass like mine. Why else would you want tolook but not touch?' she whispered softly as she knelt down beside thetub and dipped a sponge she had pulled out. Shame really as I wanted him to show me everything all at once and get it over with. You must know that by now I felt obliged to every gay guy in the world that I should try everything at least once. Just some info for you, my wife, Sarah, is great in bed and in the past has fingered and rimmed me several times. This was an advantage as I knew all about cleanliness and how to douche before a session. I would be mortified if I accidentally let one go during a session. So on the evening of the. Warmth flushed over me as my mind blocked out everyone else around us. I was going to do this!Her eyes flittered suddenly, betraying a nervousness not matched by the firmness of her voice and body language. Deep inside, she was scared. She was forcing herself to do this. A new feeling hit me for the first time; pity. I felt sorry she was pushing herself into this brazen bit of peer exhibitionism.She wanted to be accepted. She wanted to be desired. She wanted to be validated. And she had. That good? she asked. Well its a lot better right now, than it was three days ago, I answered. Was that when Tom went hunting? mom asked me. Yes!, I smiled, and answered. Well baby tell me! she said. Mom, I told you, you wont believe me. Baby, I am your mom, you can tell me anything, she smiled and said. Shit mom, I know that, its just I really cant believe it myself, I told her. Tell me now Dottie, she said, I have got to know what you have been up to. I cant believe its all that bad, she.