I had just dropped my wife off at work. She had taken her car into the dealership the day previous for a recall item and she was going to pick it up t...at day during her lunch hour.I was just merging onto I-25 when the cell phone rang. I flipped it open and the cell kept ringing and I suddenly realized that it wasn't my phone going off. I looked over and saw Candy's cell phone lying on the passenger seat close to the passenger door. No way was I going to reach over and pick it up while I was. She sat down on the rock, still facing me and I saw the blue crotch of her bikini. My penis was now erect. Not hard but firm enough to penetrate, if vagina presented itself at that moment. I remained fixated on her crotch. She opened her thighs and moved her knees nonchalantly. She fanned them open and shut repeatedly and my eyes remained fixed on that sweet zone where her thighs met each other and I was totally absorbed as I saw her mound distorting to the motion of her thighs. I could have. Michelle had of course been offered this proposition by every guy she had ever dated and had always turned them down. Of course she found other women attractive, who didn't? And yes, she had to admit there was something appealing about seeing what another girl might be like in bed. Soft skin, beautiful curves, and a knowledge of just what another woman really liked. Still, she had to admit that she had always been a little possessive with the men she dated, Leman included, and the thought of. I cleared my throat to pull his attention to the purpose of his visit. ‘I already finished the assigned reading.’ ‘I am sure you did, Bookmouse.’ ‘Yeah…’ I blushed a bit and tucked a braid behind my ear that always loved to fall in front of my face. ‘So do you want to read the text or do you want to read alone, I have other work but I could use another go through.’ ‘You are quite the studious student aren’t you?’ ‘I just want to make my family proud.’ ‘Why?’ I paused, my eyes widened. Had I.