His skin-tight biking clothes were probably a light mint green but I saw a darker wetter green that accentuated his physique and hugged his muscled bo...y. I watched as he looked out of the garage and into the torrents of rain and his bubble butt was gorgeous and wet. He started to take his soaked shirt off and as he did he turned toward me while his shirt was over his head. I quickly glanced at a nicely worked out torso and what seemed to be a large wet sausage in the skintight compression. The women usually come in after lunch. A bunch of them are shaved which is nice because I can see every thing. I don't watch lunch real time most days because I like to scroll through the vid and whack off three or four times in a row.When I get home, I delete the guys, the dead air and the dumps if I can see them. Most of the time, the chunks fall out of the shot which was a damn lucky break! It's just beaver, sitting there, pulsing sometimes as they push. If I can get a nice freeze frame, I. The strange thing is that the stories are way more arousing to me than I thought they would be. Linda and I have a great sex life and I never had a desire to look for sex from others. But the stories were starting to make me wonder, for the first time in my life, what it would be like to suck a cock, and especially a black cock. It still surprises me that I envisioned myself as the more-submissive cock sucker in the stories.The next two weeks were interesting since Kevin started reading in bed.. I couldn't believe it was the same woman I saw yesterday. Yesterday I saw a woman of roughly the same build, maybe smaller in the chest and with mousy brown hair and grey eyes. I finally stammered out, "Who are you, and what have you done to Ms Howard?"She stepped in front of me and said, "I am Sheila Howard, what you saw yesterday was my flight attendant persona. I wear a mousy brown wig and gray contacts. I wear a binding breast bra that hides much of my chest. I got tired of all the come-ons.