The anxiousness in my stomach was twisting as he pulled me up the stairs by my arm to the fifth floor. He unlocked the door, releasing my arm, and ent...red. I hesitated and he looked back at me sternly. I swallowed and walked into his apartment. —– I never really liked thieves. But this was one that I could certainly grow to like. Wild curly brown hair falling haphazardly out of a sloppy ponytail and big hazel eyes that looked at me nervously, she was nothing short of adorable. When I was a kid,. Felicia and Dawn, John’s cousin and his sister, are calmly chatting with Aurelia, Thomas’ own sister, and Felicia shoots him a flirty wink. Thomas grins. He turns his attention to Rose, John’s cousin, who’s speaking with Celine, one of John’s slavegirls, while Daphne, John’s daughter, watches the TV, which has on a news report about a storm up the coast of California.In the bedroom, Elena, the sister of John’s best friend, Steve, sits with John’s Aunt Odessa. Odessa was quite a beauty, though. "Git. Go on, go get cleaned up."She nodded, dropped her briefcase on the floor and walked to the bathroom.He could almost hear her sigh. He hit play and let Beethoven 3rd Symphony fill the apartment.After 15 minutes, he paused the CD and called out, "Dinner is ready."She walked in wearing a robe. She walked to him, wrapped her arms around him and pressed her head to his shoulder. "What you do for me. I hope I never have to know what its like to not have you around." You don't have to worry. Well yeah... but.... There has been a fantasy bubbling around inside my brain. I think that deep in the head of all men is the desire to see their wife with another man. I call this our "porno brain". I have one of thosePlayfully I have talked to my wife about this and it has always been met with "absolutely not!". I drop it there. I do have admit... I get hard thinking about another man sliding in and out of her pussy. Seeing her in satin panties. Tasting her like I have done so many times..