She pushed the samples aside and turned directly facing me. ‘About the other day. I don’t know how it happened. I first thought that you had taken...advantage of me.’ ‘I’m sorry I hope…..’ ‘Let me finish. I did know we would be alone and Mary did tell me you had been infatuated with me. I guess I may have wanted something to happen. It’s not as if I do that. I mean, you are the only one other than Mark. I don’t know what got into me. It did get me thinking. I decided I had better find a new. After a while we made it upstairs and I was treated to the beautiful vision of my naked kitten lying in my bed, knowing that when I woke up in the morning there would be another kitten joining her. It took me a long time to fall asleep that night as my brain responded to images of a naked Kara in the bed and my body responded to the feel of my wife's body curled up next to mine and her but cheeks hot-dogging my cock. I had to force myself to go to sleep and not stick my rock hard cock into my. I can't really tell why I focused so much on her for my fantasies. She was average looking, blonde with blue eyes. I think she was of part Scottish and Polish descent, pale as can be. She had a "sturdy" build. I don't mean that she was fat. She was short but somewhat muscular. Got a little bit of a roll if she was leaning but her proportions were completely normal. Most days she wore jeans or khakis, never tight fitting leggings or tanktops. A lot of the fat that she did have ended up in her. "If Sandy's barely a B-cup, Liz must be at least a C; maybe even a D-cup. Any guy who takes her out really has to try to get his hands on them. Am I supposed to try? If I do and she doesn't want it, is Liz going to tell Sandy I made a pass at her? Even worse, maybe Liz will go along with it, see how far I'll go with her, and then report it all back to Sandy. Man, would I be screwed! God, what am I supposed to do?"For a day and a half, Tim agonized. Finally, on Thursday morning, he got a phone.