As usual, my daughter came through the door and went straight to her room, the slam of a door following her. Or so I was expecting… Instead, I heard...the door tap against its frame softly. Today I could hear her sighs as she undressed herself. My eyes closed as I pictured her soft hands unclasping her lace decorated bra from her milk-white breasts, caressing the swells as the cloth fell away from them. Her hands teasing her pink nipples were like a video playing on the backs of my eyelids. I. " Of course we were inundated with replies, but eventually decided to meet a few in person at a local bar. The first few were real duds. We thanked them for meeting us and parted ways. We were about to give up on our adventure, when we met Jaymes. He's been our fantasy come alive.It's Tuesday night around 7:00 and Laura and I are in bed reading getting ready to go to sleep, when our doorbell rings. We look at each other with anticipation in our eyes. I feel my cock stiffen and I know my wife is. I got loaded up with assignments today, and I was busy until after dinner.”“That sucks.”“We have a science project due in a couple of weeks, plus I’m way behind reading the book for English class. I have to write a report by Friday.”“What’s the book?”“I have no idea,” I admitted, wincing at the thought.“It’s only Monday,” Heather reminded me.“Yeah, but she assigned our next English project today. We have to do a biography of someone.”“Ooh, who are you going to pick? Me?”“I wish. I have to pick. " Bukakke?" Peter offered and we both laughed. If anyone would know the word, it was him."Yeah!" I nodded. "Seriously. Make a mess on her, we're doing everything else today."I'd actually intended to get Cheryl sucking Jim's cock, sort of forcing the woman to give her husband a little love, since she'd given him enough punishment already. A little carrot was always good after a lot of stick, but I'll be the first to admit that I did love using the stick. Seeing his wife with a faceful of semen.