Then I wondered if she could see me in the mirror. I turned around and she was still standing outside the door holding the towel with a big smile on h...r face. I knew she could see me in the mirror and I was wondering if she was going to leave the towel and go or if she wanted to watch me. I soaped up my chest and looked over at the mirror and she was still watching me. She did not know I could see her and I guess she liked watching me take a shower. I thought it would be fun to give her a show. I push you onto the bed and climb on top of you, lining my pussy up with the bulge in your pants. I grind on it slowly and little moans from both of us fill the room. I rip off your shirt, then strip down to nothing. You groan in agony at the sight of my naked body. My c-cup breasts, small waist, wide hips, large ass, and smooth pussy is right in front of you, but out of your reach. It kills you, knowing you can't do what you want to me, and the thought of that only makes me wetter. I lean over. Tasheka grabbed my hair as I increased the tempo, slapping my slender white body into her gargantuan dark frame, sending ripples of flesh down her sides."Tell me more!" I can't cum in my wife!" I said between breaths."No?" she giggled."I only like to fuck you. I only want to fuck you everyday." I was getting close."I want to take you home with me. Come with me baby! Please don't make me fuck that dirty cunt."I was getting very close."What will you do with me?" she said opening her legs wider,. ..”“Don’t tell me you didn’t.”“Of course I did. She just kind of wanted, I don’t know, more of an indirect relationship. She’s into girls...”“No shit,” Eddie laughed.“And so we kind of always had a girl in between. Joanne. And when we went to New York I thought it would be Moira because she’s just as bisexual, but Moira wanted me to herself. Kind of.”“Nige.”“Yeah.”“Another one favoring you.”“She ... she really doesn’t want to fuck her boss.”“I know. That’s cool. I can see that being a problem.