Doing laundry?" and immediately felt like an idiot, since neither the washer nor dryer was running, and he didn't have his laundry bag. He stammered...something about losing a sock last time, but as I walked around him to the dryer, I saw his dilemma. He was only wearing an old, thin college t-shirt and an even thinner pair of running shorts. Tim had a boner, or hard on, erection, whatever you want to call it. It was a huge one, and I have seen a few, and he could not hide it. His hand. She was going to get a very large tip... The otherwoman maybe glanced at me once, probably wondering what my problem wasand then going back to her magazine. She looked like she was going togo out and shop, pick up the kids later and then, around bedtime lether husband mess her hair up. I could imagine doing just that. She justhad that look on her face. How do I know? I don't know, but I wish Iwere her and had that experience.What seemed like five minutes, actually it was more like close to. I worked the shaft slow and easy, making sure to tease my glans on every up stroke. This morning I won’t going to hurry, slow and easy. Left hand stroking, right hand teasing my nipples. Eyes closed, hot water beating on my back. It was heaven. Until the shower curtain whipped across the curtain bar with a sharp ring.Bob standing at the side of the tub with a grin on his face and a stiff cock. “Why didn’t you wake me? I would have been happy to work your wonderful cock for you…” I moved away. Oh my God. My wife is totally naked except for her heels. I stared at her on the screen and thought how incredible she looked. Her body swayed to the music as I watched her every move. My cock was now fully erect. I don’t know if it from was watching my wife dance or knowing that all these other men were watching her. She moved the chair to the side. The camera showed more of the room now and a bed came into view. Susan laid down on the bed with the side of her body facing the camera. Her hand.