His blue eyes met the brown eyes that matched my hair, and he stared at me for what seemed like eternity. Still trying to maintain my inner control, ... stared back. I wouldn’t let him have the submission he wanted from me. At least not yet. Send the message it was going to be difficult to try and break me down to build me up to his specifications. Still, without saying a word, he leaned over and untied the sash to my robe. “This will not do,” he finally said. “Take the robe off, but leave. “What are you up to?” she asked. I explained about the fat guy, but omitted to tell her that she had been on my mind. I then asked her the same question in return. “I was looking for you.” She said, laughing. “Really?” I asked. “No, not really,” she said, “You’re a dirty little pervert. Why would I be looking for a guy who’s been staring at me like a piece of meat?” She flicked her hair back in the same dramatic fashion as I had seen earlier. I was happy it was dark, so she couldn’t see me. What did he say I asked. She said he told me that my ass and legs had made him hard. She added I asked him how hard. He moved the leg of the swim trunks to the side and I could clearly see his hard cock. Was I big I heard myself ask her. I could tell right then and there Andrea just learned of my desire to be a cuckold. She said in her softest sexiest voice yes it was very big. She said he actually moved so it was completely out of his swim trunks. Did you touch it I asked in an almost shaking. Mel managed to find a soft drink to her taste, plonked herself on a kitchen chair, opened the can’s ringpull and took a large swig. “That’s better,” she said, before emitting a loud burp and breaking into a fit of giggles.I fished my teabag out by its tag and dumped it in the trash, then took a sip.“What’s that you’re drinking?” asked Mel.“Green tea.”“You drank that yesterday in the cafe. What’s it like?”I pushed my mug across the kitchen table, handle towards Mel. “It’s hot, so sip it.