I told her it was where we could give each other more “hugs”, and that seemed to click. The thought was already making me twitch, but before takin... Carla into my bed, I thought it might be good to clean her up a little. So I undressed and took us both into the shower. She didn’t seem to mind as I shampooed her from head to toe, even seeming to enjoy the intimate attention as I rinsed her thoroughly. Running my fingers through her dark, wet fur, all I could think of was how amazing she had felt,. Turning sheepishly towards the doorway like a naughty child caught red handed, I see you leaning casually against the door frame and can tell that you missed the worst of the storm. Your clothes are only slightly damp, but still damp enough for your t-shirt to reveal every bulging muscle of your torso and of your arms folded across your chest. A smear of paint across your cheek and flecks in your tousled curls give away your long day at the studio and make you even more attractive to me as you. No one had ever tongued my ass before and the thought of what was happening along with the warm feeling was maddening. I reached for my rigid cock, “Don’t touch it Jim, allow me to please you, relax and enjoy.”I couldn’t relax, the head of my cock was threatening to explode and I was getting itchy in my asshole. As though he knew what I was thinking he slowly worked a finger into the little bud and pressed it deep; it was not painful, just something I was not used to. He worked his finger. . Do I follow him home, as promised, or chicken out?Taking a deep breath, I made my decision and pulled out to follow him.As we drove to his house, the struggle between guilt and excitement continued. This wasn't the first time I'd thought about it after finding out about his affair, but I had always talked myself out of it before it got this far. As I debated on it, my thoughts kept going back to the advice a dear friend had given me on the subject when I reached the end of my rope a couple.