He told Tina that if he knew what he knew, but wasn’t her boyfriend, he might become obsessed with her. She loved hearing about that. Hearing how ba... he needed her, how he longed for her when she wasn’t around, turned her on. Randall would pursue any fetish in the bedroom that turned her on more, so he would confess to her all his deepest feelings. The attention she got from men became more and more, and in a self perpetuating cycle, as Tina became more emboldened by the attention, she would. I watched as they kissed intimately, her hand on his thigh now not hesitating, sliding up that muscular thigh, right between his legs, to that bulge in his jeans, firmly squeezing his growing member, as their tongues wrestled in the most intimate kiss I have ever witnessed. I could look at that bulge now, as they were busy with each other, and it looked very big. It wasn’t awkward at all, watching my fine little young wife French kissing this big, broad shouldered guy, on our couch, squeezing. ... When I awoke the next morning my bond's were gone and all I had to remind me of my late night visitor was a wad of peppermint gum on the night stand which I took off thought for a moment then popped it into my mouth and chewed it reliving the smell of THE hand's breath on me and the taste of a minty tongue...damn I began to get aroused so I went into the bathroom and took a long shower got dressed and went down for breakfast Consuella really hooked me up too egg's , sausage, bacon,. Interracial dating just wasn’t done in my small Texas town or our group of country, redneck friends. I had probably heard every racist joke on the planet at one time or another, but I was not a hater. I just stuck to my own race when it came to dating.The guys seemed to mellow out with stomachs full of steak dinner. Each had 2 t-bone steaks and I had one plus salad. A preseason football game was on tv and they watched it, then went out on the patio. I found myself cleaning up the kitchen and.