They were discussing their shopping trip. Especially the guys that had been looking them over, and comparing their attributes. Mary had dropped a bomb...hell when she told them that they could judge the size of their equipment by looking at their fingers. She had even called the guys over and had them hold out their hands. They already knew how big each of them were, so looking at their hands just drove home the point. The only one who knew what was happening was Jerry. He explained it to them. " the deep, warm tones of the Imam's voice washing over Amber, soothing her nervousness."Oh sir, I just wanted to thank you for putting up with me for the last few weeks, for letting me bother you." Amber blurted out excitedly, rushing forward to hug the surprised old man. Wrapping her arms around his waist, Amber pressed her cheek into his thin but muscular chest and squeezed herself to him in appreciation and love. Awkward at first, the Imam chuckled in a low voice and returned her hug,. She was smiling and looking at my crotch. "Did you enjoy that?" she asked. I wasn't sure what to say, and I kept thinking about being done for sexual harrassment.She leaned in and I felt her breasts slide against my chest. For a second it didn't even feel like there was cloth between us. Then I felt her hand slide down to my cock, straining against my pants. "Don't you think I'm sexy?" she breathed in my ear.That was it, I couldn't fight any more. I turned and kissed her on the lips, then moved. They just can't send them back... can they... ?"As yet, Mark and Kye hadn't found time to discuss the boy's stay with Dianne because of their crammed schedule, but the youth's unsolicited, glowing praise for his young wife was enough to convince the ex-officer they'd managed to hit it off well. That it was all going to work out for them, Mark felt certain. There was just the one problem... sex... and in a few hours he was going to be better able to evaluate their future in that department....