I stood behind her as a bus stopped outside, about six feet from the window. A couple of the passengers looked directly at us.'I've thought about you ...nd your fantasy a lot.' Sally turned sharply to look at me. 'I think this room is perfect,' I continued, 'look at him giving you the eye.' I pointed over her shoulder to a young man on the bus as it pulled away. I remained silent for the next few minutes giving Sally chance to respond. The risk of a slap was there but the possible prize was worth. ’ ‘You…you really have?’ she asked. ‘You’ve dreamed about making love to me?’ ********** She was surprised and elated by his admission. She’d seen his wife and knew how pretty she was. That he wanted her was very exciting! ********** ‘I want this in me!’ she said and tugged on me. I didn’t need any further encouragement. I rolled atop her, my bulk pushing her against the bed, my hard shaft sliding between her legs. I raised my hips, reached between us, and guided the head of my straining cock. She had hidden the many gifts of perfume, erotic clothing, and other perks of special sessions with bored husbands down in the basement of their apartment building inside a double locked portion of the storage area for tenants that needed extra space. The jewelry and gold coins she had placed in the safety deposit box along with the cash. The box was crammed full of stuff to the point that she knew she would have to get a larger box soon and she would talk her mom into signing the papers for. But it is possible.There’s even anecdotal evidence to support it. That would be ... in part ... Me.At the next Friday night confab, which was four days after the kits arrived, I found out that their arrival had been kept secret. I learned that when Mom, Randi and Tabby proudly displayed their casts, and three other women expressed displeasure ... with me, of course ... for not telling them the kits had arrived.They all wanted theirs done next.Grandma finally pulled rank. She asked a lot of.