One of the girls was engaged and she talkedabout how much in love she was and how her husband-to-be had bought herall this pretty lingerie. I can't ge... over the difference between men'sconversations at lunch and what women talk about. My head was filledwith so much feminine information I thought it would pop!While I was walking back to my desk, I stopped in the ladies bathroom. Ithought to myself, what a lovely room, decorated in pretty pink withflowered wallpaper and a couch in the corner, how. I remembered that I used to think it fitted with the sky and made the house look impersonal and less private than the other houses in this area. The fact that they never closed the gate at day made it felt even more welcoming than any of the other houses.I pressed the doorbell the moment I arrived. The house was very quiet. I didn't get a response the first time.So I pressed it the second time.And the third.No answer at all. It was as if there was nobody in the house ... which was unlikely. I loved watching him.As I stared, he smiled, and then he came over to me and slowly took off my clothing. He took my cock into his hands and began to stroke just the way I liked it. He seemed to know just what to do and gave me the indication that this wasn’t his first time. He licked my balls for me, brushing my inner thighs with the backs of his hands now and then. Tingles ran through my body."That feels good. Stroke my cock more," I said, in a forward tone.He stroked me slow, then ran his. ” I didn’t know how to feel about that. I felt jealousy creeping into my gut.“I know this lifestyle is new to you,” Kyle sat next to me on the bed and took my face into his hands, “No matter how I’m taken care of, take heart that I’m yours.”It didn’t feel that way to me, however.“Discuss it with Mother today. She may be able to help you understand.” He kissed my forehead and left to get ready for work.In the conventional world, this would be considered an affair. But this new life …..