This was all peculiar to him; a stalker and open marriages. Part of him wanted to get up and walk out immediately, but the other had a morbid curiosit... as to what would follow.“Mr. Bridge…Kellam. What does all of this even really mean? Are you proposing that I have sex with your wife as part of some little game you guys play?” Blake sat forward and rested his forearms on the table. His fists couldn’t decide what position they wanted to keep; constantly clenching and unclenching.“Jesus, you make. As she was taller than me, I had to raise on my toes to reach her hair. This caused my penis to touch her pussy area from below.Chechi enjoyed my massage on her hair and her body wanted more. This I could sense when she slowly parted legs for my penis to touch her pussy’s inner walls, clad just in a thin panty cloth. My naked penis was now touching her like that. Soon her pussy area was very slippery and she started mumbling words without much meaning.After a few seconds like that, she was. We did sleep in her bed no sex 20 minutes or so 69ing and then we went to sleep I was tired she maybe too.Any way Mom and Dan got home the next afternoon and told us a few new things.Our summer vacation to Hawaii is now at Christmas Jen is playing tennis for the clubs team and I was going to play on the all-stars, the baseball team that is being sponsored by Dan's work. This is a gruesome schedule 15 games in 21 days and we practice a week before the first game. The coach is a former major. You know ... be like that ... with me." There are lots of guys out there who have thought about that," said Craig. "Trust me on that." Why don't any of them show it?" she asked."Because they're scared." Scared of what?"He lay down on his side."There are two kinds of guys. It's probably more complicated than that, but for now, let's just say there are two kinds. One kind are the guys who think they're hot shit. A lot of them are jocks, because they are good at some sport, and that makes them.