He wanted me. Whoa. What the hell wasthis?! The intensity in the room was so strong, so sharp, even the blade ofhis smile couldn't cut through.He s...owly started leaning in my direction. I couldn't believe this - whathad brought this behavior on? He had never once in the past expressed averbal form of any attraction, thuogh a few friends of mine always thoughthe was. I chalked it up to wants, really. I mean, he was usually with somechick making out in the hallway.He continued slowly to. As she dried herself she looked at herself in a full-length mirror. As she looked in the mirror she dropped the towel and continued to admire herself. She turned one way then another then she turned back to face the mirror directly. The camera moves in to close-up on her tits, which I now find myself admiring. She began massaging them and pinching the nipples making them hard. Then the camera moved down to show her pussy as Pamela slid her hand down there and began to play with herself. She. "Michael... before I can accept this ring... I need to know about the woman on your airplane."And so he told me about Gina. A range of emotions swept over me as he described their meeting and her duties as his nurse and finally as lovers. I was hurt and dismayed, because I had wanted to be the one he came to help him get over his pain and feelings of betrayal. After all, I had waited for him for fifteen years. Why did gorgeous, young Gina have to be his first after Helene? I knew they were. “Malcolm will fill you in,” I explained as we parted. It was a spur of the moment thought and one which was said without much seriousness but for the rest of the day it grew on me. It was the ultimate act of cuckolding after all – the wife’s lover getting her pregnant. I had a Nigerian friend who had actually done it. I had seen the pictures of her naked next to him with her belly swollen with child and then after the birth with her holding the baby. I am not black so it wouldn’t be so obvious.