Damn, she is utterly beautiful. “A week?” my wife asks. “Why, in this economy it could take you months to find a job and you only have enough f...nds for a week? Well that won’t do honey,” she says as she looks over to me for approval. Before I can say a word or even smile or nod she’s made the decision for us. “You’re coming home with us tonight. Tomorrow you can look for work, but tonight it’ll be the comfort of our house for you. We’ll just figure it out from there. Isn’t that right Mike?”. There was a young guy called Mark, looking for some erotic outfit for his wife. He approached me and commented how sexy my wife was and that he would love to feel her round boobs.Then I asked him to come into the changing room with us. He looked surprised; but I whispered to him that it would be fine to feel up Ana under her blouse... He followed me, but he was not convinced at all…Anita looked at him and she was pleased that Mark was a handsome man.She positioned herself in front of him so. ‘Damien,’ she greeted, giving him a cursory glance before dragging her eyes away from his imposing figure. He looked so good standing there. His broad chest and rippling muscles had her mouth salivating at the thought of touching her tongue to his aroused flesh. Her eyes dropped to her hands ensuring that he was blocked from even her periphery. She apparently couldn’t even bear to be near him and not want him. Even to fold herself into his arms and luxuriate in the comfort of his presence. I trust you more than anything, probably because you are someone I have created. I can’t really see myself dating anyone right now and I know I have a lot of feelings for you, so I figured you could be my first and since it’s a dream it wouldn’t really matter.” Her face was flushed red. “Have you been with a girl before?” “No, I haven’t. You are the only girl I ever think about.” She smiled. “Of course you would say that. That is the exact answer I wanted you to have.” She was rationalizing.