Be easier in the long run. I stop still, just feet from my house and the pressure lifts from off my shoulder. Turning round, I see the last person I ...xpect to see. Ian. The hot guy who lives next door. We only really see him around winter and late at night, strangely when the sun is weak or not out at all. But when we do see him, it’s hard to stop watching him, with his perfect abs, sky blue eyes and the gorgeous black hair and stubble. He is just perfection, the amount of times I have. Wendy did not want to be alone and away from her family, but couldn’t miss the opportunity to be taught the craft. I needed someone to travel with her. I asked Li and Mei if one of them would like to go with Wendy. They both replied that they didn’t want to be gone from me for that long. I decided that I would bring the teacher to us, for her to learn from. I again contacted the owner and told him of my idea to come to us and live here while Wendy was instructed. After we negotiated a price,. The thought really appealed to me and I kept finding myself looking at various local advert type websites which included Craigslist when it still ran personal ads to see what was available in my area, the only problem I had was finding a reason to be out of the house and away from the wife for several hours.One day while feeling particularly horny I came across an advert, including pictures, for someone who offered naked massages from his home on the outskirts of London and close to a relative. Because of our forbidden closeness.I cradled her head against my chest and let her cry herself out. We were hugging tightly. Unintentionally, my hand seemed to be creeping down behind her back, comforting and caressing. Caressing her behind. Her curvy, enticingly padded butt. Forbidden woman-flesh!Now she was kissing me. At first gently, then, as if losing control of herself, wildly and with complete abandon. She was sobbing my name. And her hand... her hand was on my... my erection. She was.