" "Good - wish I could see the results" I replied. "Oh but you can - Jim says it's ok for you to see my first male Brazilian wax job - besides you."sh... said. "What - you're k**ding!" I said. "Nope - come and see for yourself"Joy said. I followed Joy into the studio and there was a slim good looking guy a few years younger than me lying on the massage bed with a towel covering his loins. "Jim this John my husband. John this Jim - say hello" Jim sat up and we shook hands. "Jim would please show. He gave her his shirt to change into it to which she hesitantly accepted as she had no other option. She took it and went into the room to change.After 5 minutes, Rithu came out and the shirt was just above her thighs exactly covering her panties. She was very shy. When she came into the living room, we found that the shirt had become wet near her panty area as the rainwater had reached her panties as well. We realized that she was still wearing her wet panty and it made the shirt also wet. She. It was also clear that I was damned horny. There was already a load of cum on my belly and I was still stroking my cock towards yet another come with my right hand. Without a cognizant thought, my left hand began to gather my creamy cum and then slowly feed it into my mouth. Still in a trance, I didn’t even realize what I was doing until I swallowed. My eyes were as big as saucers as I grasped the repulsive thing that I had just done. “What the fuck!!!,” came stumbling out of my mouth, even. Someone should have told me when I moved in with him that breaking up would be such a bitch. He’s stopped trying to call me, which is good. Maria hasn’t stopped trying to call me. She leaves voicemails, and I listen to every one of them. I listen to her tone and word choice. Is she brainwashed? Is this her or Reyna? But all I hear is pain, authentic Maria pain. I know in her mind I’ve betrayed her, but in reality, everything I do is done for her. It’s all to get her away from Reyna.Part of me.