“I would blow your mind,” Sandy replied. "Come on, Rick, pull it out, let me see that Johnson of yours!”‘You’re freaking crazy,” I replied...I glanced over at Sandy. I don’t know what it was, but something told me she was being more serious than a jokster.“No way,” I replied.“No one will know,” Sandy pressed.“You’re married,” I repeated.“So what?” Sandy replied. “I’m still a woman and I like it when I can make the men closest to me happy.”“I am honored,” I replied. “And I love to have you suck me. She knows how much my heart beats for you, my love. Hers beats no less for you as well.We were hoping to be able to open ourselves to you in a kinder, gentler way; we never intended to shock you like this, nor to devastate you. The pain that you were already going through gave us pause; we didn’t want to make things worse for you. Yet, I could not deny my feelings for you and stay away from us being an item. In fact, I was so happy about our official status that I told Josh at school when I saw. “Let him in!” Johnny shouted. "He is going to shave your pussy.”I slowly opened the door, using it as a shield to hide my nakedness. An older gentleman was standing there with the tools of his trade in a neat, shiny, small black case. He was in his late fifties and stood about five-feet, six-inches.“I’m here to shave a guest. My name is Mark,” the barber behind the door said, and gave a nice smile at me, peeking around the door at me.“Come in, sir.” I nervously smiled back at him as I opened. I slipped forward a bit to give her easier access to my rapidly growing and hardening dick, hastily ended my call, hung up the phone, and just sat there and enjoyed having her play with my pecker. People were walking by in the hallway, so I turned off the light in the alcove to lessen the chance they could see what was going on under the desk. Then, I pulled my pole out through the opening in my pajama bottoms to heighten the feeling of pleasure of Edna giving me a “foot job”. Then Edna held.