Washing his face then brushing his teeth he thought about the meeting this afternoon. Valerie had seemed very pleasant on the phone, eager to fill th... vacant positions she had probably come off as overly nice. ‘Probably seventy five years old,’ Michael thought as he stepped to the closet and pulled out a fresh shirt. Dressed, he grabbed his leather jacket and sunglasses and set off for his meeting. The light knock on the door startled Valerie as she had been reading over Millie’s email about. I drew and it was a 4. She told me to take down my running shorts. So I did and my erection was pushing though my shorts. I was embarrassed but she just kept looking at it. She said “ that must be what the girls at school call a boner.” I told her it was exactly that. My next draw was a 3 and I thought I was in deep trouble. She drew a 2. I finally had my chance to see more. I told her to take off the bra. When she did I saw the little nipples hard as a rock. I asked if they all get that way.. She had been sound asleep in her room at the Hog's Head, but now was wide awake and listening intently. Her small bedroom was lit by a pair of candles, for she no longer was able to fall asleep in the dark: night held too many terrors now. Hearing nothing, Maude looked around the room, wondering whether she had imagined the sound. And then again the voice, high and cold."I'm summoning you now a second time. There won't be a third."Maude turned towards the whisper. Sitting on the table next to. Should I tell Cheryl what I had seen? Or would it be better if I just kept quiet about the whole thing? I finally decided to keep quiet and as I drove into our driveway I was starting to feel quite pleased with my decision. After all, Cheryl had never refused me sex and although she had indicated that my smallish cock wasn't big enough for her, she was always very enthusiastic whenever I licked her pussy. So if my wife wanted to fuck other men, how could I complain. As a matter of fact, I was.