I expect them to do what I want them to do. You don’t look to be the type.”“That is exactly what I want.”He looked at her like she was crazy. ...��Why would you want that?”“I have been meek all my life. I want to start living it up.”“Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Are you free next Saturday night?”“I am free whenever you want me.”“One more question. Do you have any STD issues?”“No.”“Good, neither do I.”They exchanged names, phone numbers, and addresses.” He told her he would pick her up at eight. I wanted home to look at her for a long while but again she pulled her shorts up and the process continued. In the mean while the sales woman got another shorts which would perfectly fit her.Along with that she got another sweater which was peach in color with just 3 buttons and deep neck that a gal can wear on top of a slip. She took both and went in. I also noticed that the other guy was waiting to get a glance of my wife again.I was shocked to see an angle coming out of the dressing room in. She was beginning to think that the pretty girl with the sweetest tasting pussy to tickle her taste buds might be seeing some other girl. The thought of her taking up with some cock hound was absolutely unthinkable.In all honesty, she had to admit that the thought of a stiff cock pushing inside her had been in her dreams a lot lately. She had the hots for Mr. Nick who lived on the 3rd floor. He was always nice to her and treated her like a lady whenever they met at the door or on the stairs.. ‘What’s troubling you, kitten?’ he asked gently. I sighed. ‘I just -‘ I stopped and sighed again, then shook my head. ‘It’s the same old concern I’ve always had. That this isn’t fair to you.’ ‘But I’m happy,’ he said simply. ‘I didn’t think I could be this happy. And I am. So what’s there to worry about?’ ‘But – don’t you want more? And what about the future? I mean, don’t you want to be able to bring someone home to your parents for the holidays? Don’t you want to get married? Have kids?.