You just want him here for part of your labour, for you to hold when you need his support. He can’t hang out with you all the way through, but we ca... give him a shout when you need him to hold you if things get sore. I know that’s what I will want.”“Thanks, Vickie. I just want him here from time to time, so he can hold my hand at the right times. I am a little bit afraid of the probable pain.”“Yeah, though I asked Numa and Noma about the pain levels, and they said it was a lot less than they. I spent the rest of theafternoon trying on different pairs and wit her. Shelooked awesome in heels. I especially loved the thighhigh boots. A few times I saw her look and the bulgein my pants, as I was in a constant state of arousal,and smiled. About a month went by without either of us talkingabout it although I began fantasizing more of her inthe shoes and boots. Then, my parents had to leavetown to visit my brother at college and since I asstill in school, my neighbor agreed to look. “No, after she came, I rolled off and she finished me off with her mouth.”“Is she a good cock-sucker?”I was having problems discussing this with my wife and was thinking how to answer that when I felt her grab my dick. “Maybe I should just ask your dick? I bet he wouldn’t hesitate to admit when he’s had a good sucking.”“She was pretty good and it got me off. She’s not as good as you, but definitely knows her way around a cock.”My wife looked at me. “Did she swallow?”“Uh… yeah, she did.”“Good. I. Now that she was here, sitting in the very building in which Henry worked, the nervous young woman wondered if perhaps she had made a foolish mistake by coming here. For the flash of an instant, she was tempted to turn right around and go back home again, to its relative safety, but the mental image of her and Henry's home made her remember exactly why she had come downtown today... and why she would not go home until at least some small step had been taken to set their marriage straight.