" I said to myself. I should have gotten started on my homework, but this really needed to be explored into right now.I touched one of the controls an... noticed inside the window next to it was a readout. It read; SEX -.I snickered to myself and touched it again. SEX-MALE.Well, I was a male. I thought about what this thing could actually be, and drew a blank. I shrugged and touched the button again. SEX-FEMALE.Now that was totally expected. I touched it again but the only things to come up. But Sameer, here is something I want you to keep for me.’ She said, thrusting an envelope in my hands. ‘You may see it if you like.’ She said when I looked at her questioningly. I opened the envelope, took out a piece of stiff white drawing paper and peered at it in the dim light of the lamp at the gate. I was stunned. With a few deft pencil strokes, she had captured on paper the soul of my vibrant, throbbing, erect phallus (if indeed phalluses have souls). The proud angle at which it jutted,. ........ very out of hand!Today, as always with Debbie, it wasn’t really long before she got onto the subject of sex again, not that I was complaining, it was a very long time since I had sex this much, in fact it was the first time I had sex in years and it felt great to feel and taste a woman again! "You know all the things we have tried so far? There are other things I would love to try with you. Are you up for it?" she asked me. I replied "With you I am up for anything!" With that she. This is something that wasn’t discussed, but it seems to be relaxing me and I am enjoying very much, being apprehensive yet horny before coming up to your room with my husband who is still sitting back and watching in total amazement, and fully erect and horney finally getting to see his fantasy come true, me with another man, you being the man. As the tub fills to about where it is full, you get up and shut the water off, and turn the jets on, coming back and sitting next to me, you whisper.