But if she came upstairs? Who knows what would happen.I pulled myself off her, and headed up to the shower. As I stood there, running the shower, my c...ck was throbbing away madly so I slowly started to jerk myself off. Emma hadn’t made an appearance and I was cursing my stupidity when I heard the bathroom door open, and Emma walked in. she stood there, watching for a moment or two as I slowly stroked long and firm movements up and down my cock. I soaped up my hands and started washing my cock. I was still too nervous to buy anything, partly because I didn’t want it on my credit card statement. But Chad was downright fearless. He picked out a bunch of stuff we wanted, put it on his card, and placed the order.I was glad to see him so enthusiastic. It helped calm some of the fears that had been gnawing at me. I was all too aware that Chad hadn’t been with any other guy. Now that he knew he liked man sex, I was determined to keep him happy in every way I could. I didn’t want him. " Would you like to come in for a minute? My wife would enjoy meeting you I'm sure." Not sure about that after what we just did. Why would she want to meet me?" You'll see. Come on in."He put the lids back on the cans and led me into the house through the back door. It went right into the kitchen. She was finishing up the dishes and turned around to greet me."Hi! My name is Marie. Glad to meet you finally." I'm Sherrie. Nice to meet you too."I was looking at a white woman in her early forties,. It was way too strong, but very smooth. Since it seemed a too strong I decided to had half a case more of the mix. When I finished I had a little more than 3 gallons of punch.Next I emptied three and a half cases of the 8 oz water bottles into a 5 gallon bucket and added a lid to keep it clean. I repacked the bottles with the punch. I had seventy eight 8 oz bottle of the drink and about an ounce left in the water jug. I packed the bottles back into the cases from wince they came.Half way.