She commented on how relaxed and warm she felt, how my touch soothed her nervousness. I worked my way slowly but surely down to her belly, on further ...owards her pudendum. Her legs parted, inviting access to her snatch. I decided to prolong her wait and took my time. Lisa groaned. I looked across at them. The fingers of one of Frank’s hands stroked my wife’s clitoris, while the fingers of his other hand penetrated her vagina. Her legs were flung apart, her slit easily accessible to his touch.. ‘Yeah, it can be awkward waking up with someone in your own bed,’ Cliff agreed although in the past he had spent the night in another gay’s bed. ‘I need to ht the hay. I have a busy day tomorrow,’ Mike added. ‘Me too, see you tomorrow,’ Cliff concurred and they both went to their separate bedrooms. MORE TIME WITH BENNY Over the next six months things were routine for Cliff and Mike. They both worked during the day and attended school several nights a week. Friday and Saturday nights they either. “Oh yes please,” she replied and laid her hand on my crotch. “Follow me, boy.” We rushed through the warehouse which was a maze of crates, planks, rods, among other things. Sybil led me to what was the very back. No one was ever here apart from Sybil, because she was the only one who knew about it. She told me it was her little quiet spot and she would come back here sometimes when she wanted a break. There was a couch and a desk with a picture of church on top of it. Sybil’s spot was indeed. Wilson thought we could make alot of money doing this. After several weeks that was not happening. We decided on one last ditch effort, jumped a gate and went up to this huge house. A man answered the door and asked if were the guys. "No sir, we are selling these popular magazines..." I started. "Look, you guys want to make some money? I will give you both $500 each if you come back tonight at six. I have a surprise for my wife and you two will be perfect." "What do we have to do?" Wilson.