‘Imagine waking up next to him!’ she whispered. ‘I know, imagine if he was naked under that sheet!’ ‘Oh Fay, you are rude. What a thought!�... ‘Imagine him waking up next to you all naked and horny and ready for action, if you know what I mean,’ Fay gushed, her large dark brown eyes sparkling with mischief. ‘You’re so dirty Fay! He’s buff, isn’t he? Look at that six pack.’ ‘I know, check out those chest muscles! It’s like he’s been photo-shopped! He’s gorgeous, I wouldn’t mind him dipping his. “Hey, beautiful,” he said, leaning down to kiss my cheek. “Hey handsome,” I said back, stepping into his home and making my way over to his big, leather couch.“Anything to drink? I know it’s late, but…”“No, I’m fine,” I said, pushing some loose strands of hair behind my ears. “What is it you wanted to talk about?”“Right,” he said, sitting down next to me and staring at me with his bright blue eyes. I always got lost in those. It was hard not to.This time, the knot in my stomach was enough to. I saw in my mind's eye his large flaccid penis as he rolled off and held her close to him.One late night when she was away on a trip, I received a phone call. It was the emergency room at Cedars-Sinai Hospital in Los Angeles. My wife had had a heart attack, and was critically ill, I was told.My tortured mind tried to comprehend the news. "How can someone so young have a heart attack?"I hurriedly made arrangements to fly out to LA on the next flight and hurried to her bedside. When I arrived,. It wasn't until I stepped on something soft and I bent down to pick up a pair of female knickers that it dawned on me that something was wrong. Her legs were open but her skirt was respectably lowered, my hand hovered for a second then with a swift tug, I lifted it up high to see that her underwear was missing. Not only that, but even in the dim light I could make out globules of spunk all over her chocolate-cream coloured thighs. At first, I didn't want to believe the evidence of my own eyes,.