Danny took station on the other side and watched very quietly wanting to see where this was going. I finished peeing and Sara gave my cock a shake and...I said “if you get it hard, you can suck it” Sara seemed to have forgotten about Danny was behind her, she crouched down and took my cock in her mouth and started sucking. I motioned to Danny to get his cock out and then said “Don’t forget Danny Sara, I think he’s feeling left out”. Sara looked around and saw Danny with his cock in his hand and a. "Wait!" "No." He kissed my neck as he began to unbutton my blouse. I protested weakly, "But my husband..." "He can't give you what you need." His eyes met mine, and they glowed with unrestrained passion. "I can, and I will." He was in command. He took my hand and placed it on his bulge. I felt it through his pants, every straining inch of it, and exhaled sharply. It was huge and hard as steel and incredibly thick. "No, I can't," I whispered. I was on the bed and his hand slipped under my saree. Medium height, medium age (30?), medium dress (light blue jeans, nice t-shirt), medium build. Medium everything. Nothing to make my heart sing. We had coffee, sat and talked. He had money from some insurance type of job, on his own after a three year relationship. Liked wine, food, blah blah. One thing he said interested me though. He planned to turn the garage into a mini-gym. 'I'd be happy for you to use it too. No extra rent.' Said with a smile. Maybe he wouldn't be such a bad landlord. Dull. I am only 5ft 6in tall and weigh just under 10st i guess i have never been what you would call masculine . i had been looking forward to and planning so much for when i moved in and had been out shopping for so much girly stuff for my new life.I had not long got out of my Bath , skin was smooth not a trace of hair to be seen, i had spent 20 mins in front of the mirror putting on my make up and brushing out my long dark hair, i slipped on a black lacy thong and then my black b cup wonder bra.