I knew it was going to happen. You still made me very happy, Rodney. You're going to make me extra happy when we fuck for the first time. That's going...to happen, Rodney. I'd be so proud to be your first, babe." "You mean that Wanda? God, I'd love to do that. You know I would. Oh shit, I'm going to be late at work! Mr. Olson will have a fit, I'm so late. I got to go Wanda. Please...when can we do this again? When? I'll be here whenever you say, Wanda." "Rodney, dear. You come by tonight. I'm. I was placed on the bed and she said, "I'll be along in a minute; I need to make him comfortable."I heard them leaving as Ripley untied my shoes and took them off my feet. She loosened my belt, undid the top two buttons on my shirt and then she bent down and kissed me on the cheek."Sorry baby, I do love you and I'm sorry" and then she left the room.I opened my eyes and saw that I was in the spare bedroom, not our bedroom, but the spare bedroom, which meant that our bedroom is where the action. You accept my offer with a smile, and stretch out, face down on your stomach on one of the padded lounge chairs. I rub the cream into your shoulders and your arms, and the tanned muscles of your back.Its only natural to suggest that you allow me to undo the strap holding your top on, since it was obstructing my covering your back with the sunblock. You are silent for a moment, and when you say "Why, sure!", there is a laugh in your voice.Your bare back is smooth and firm and feels quite erotic. The answer always depends on what they think I want the answer to be, not what their opinion really is, nor the truth for that matter," explained the older man.Then he giggled and said, "It reminds me of Latin where a question beginning with 'Num' expects the answer no. It is a penalty of being Emir, that it is nearly impossible to get honest answer to even the most trivial of questions. What I want from you is honest advice about what you would do as an accountant if it were your decision..