][Ugh! Well, I think maybe Steve, our new Phys Ed guy, might ask me out. So there!][You'd like those books about the No 1 Ladies Detective Agency. Rea...ly good! Steve's a gay as a tulip, in case you missed his short beard. Anyway, I found some other stuff. Put this in our essay.]Excerpt from Penthouse, August, 1997: "The most common letter we get is from husbands, describing how much they love watching their wives have sex with other men. We know right away we've received one of these letters. Naked, I took a deep breath and opened the far door.Through the door, there was a narrow corridor. The door closed behind me. As I walked down the corridor, the lights dimmed slowly. At the far end of the corridor was a black fabric curtain. As I pushed d curtain aside, the lights went completely out… “Wow” I said in my mind.I stumbled over a couple having sex on the floor. The woman laughed and man snorted. As I tumbled over them into a somersault. I landed hard on my back, stunning me for a. To help him relax I turned the TV back on to the porn channel and put on the same movie and started to watch it with interest, my cock soon growing erect at the action on screen. For the moment I didn't look towards Richard but I could sense he was relaxing, when I looked out of the corner of my eye I could see the bulge in his towel had returned in fact it had grown a lot larger. Soon we were both stroking our cocks, nothing too obvious yet just sort of testing the water. Then on the screen a. I invited Chet to follow me. I led the way into the living room and then guided him to the couch. I dropped to my knees and pulled his pants and underwear down to his knees. He sat down and stared at me in a way that was starting to creep me out. But he wasn't rough or cruel. He just wanted the blowjob that Jeff offered him yesterday. He didn't squeeze my tits or pinch my nipples. He didn't make derogatory remarks. He just sat down and stared at me as if I was a goddess.I avoided looking at.