We looked away from each other but I looked back, noticing him for the first time. He was younger than me, casually dressed and big and stocky. He had...beautiful creamy mulatto skin and big dark eyes. He looked up and caught me gawping at me, was my mouth open, was I drooling at his gorgeousness?We both smiled and held each other’s gaze; he licked his lips and looked me up and down with the swagger of a confident man. Neither of us made an attempt to speak. His eyes dropped to look at my. I came home from work one day, exhausted from a day dealing with dumb customers and stupid supervisors. I needed a shower very badly. I passed by the bathroom and heard the shower running. I opened the bathroom door and took off my clothes, intending to surprise my Husband in the shower. Through the frosted glass door, I could see his fleshy form, and could even make out the dark patch of his pubic hair. I opened the shower door, and there stood Tom, naked, his hard cock jutting straight out.. It was disgusting. It was sinful. It was something I shouldn't have ever been watching. It was something I shouldn't have ever found appealing. And yet… And yet I couldn't deny the wetness between my thighs, or the strange heat that had begun to spread there since the first sight of a fully naked man and woman had appeared on screen. I had watched, avidly, as a man's fingers dipped in between one woman's legs, stroking her vagina with long swipes of his large fingers, and squirmed. I clenched. ‘But I’ve never had anything up there,’ she protested. ‘Quit questioning me and do it,’ he commanded. Quickly her hands moved on their own and stuck the marker in her anus. ‘Is it in?’ he asked. ‘Yes, she said with a small cry. ‘Good,’ he said. ‘Now take a rubber band and tie three other markers together. Then start fucking yourself with them.’ Completely humiliated, she did as he asked. ‘Suzanne, I want you to start giving my play-by-play on what you are doing. Use the dirtiest words you.