"Mmmm, let me see. There are so many hot, young men here. More than enough, I think. Plenty looking for a horny wife," she teased, eyeing the room wit... a hungry smile."Why don't you find out, then?" I suggested. "Try promising him what's under your skirt, but twist him around your finger a bit first. I'd like to see that. But tell me, how will you know whether his cock is 'worthy'?"Linda rose from her seat, turned to me, reached down and placed a hand on the front of my slacks, and gave my cock. All I wanted was to live a happy and peaceful life. Perhaps Barnett was right; I was in the wrong place. After ten minutes on the treadmill, I pulled a few weights and decided to call it a night. There was no point trying to get a full workout when it had to be balanced with much-needed sleep. It was barely six hours before I had to be up again for the next meeting. I went to the changing room and headed to the communal men’s shower. --- The warm water felt like a stream of energy trickling. Ya, Easton replied. It would be great to kiss one of them wouldnt it. Ya it would. Connors mom was at her home. She went upstairs and discovered that her suspicions were correct. Connor was not in his room or in the house. He snuck out to that bastard kid Grants party. She knew that kid was trouble and a bad influence. She sat on his bed thinking then impulsively got her car keys and hit the rode with intentions of going to the party. She wasnt sure what she was going to do when she got there,. "Sex with you was good a lot because you didn't have to do what you did. I don't want you to have sex with me because you have to. I don't want to destroy those memories."Tamara's face fell. She pulled her hand back from mine and took another sip of coffee. I had an idea."How about if instead you fix me dinner on a regular basis?" I suggested.Her face brightened."Remember how I need some practice being around women? You could be my pseudo-date, helping me learn how to act before I go on a real.