Suddenly I was excited for the first time in days. I almost felt like giggling. But it was nervous giddiness, the kind of nervousness where you just w...nna rush everything through and get it done before you change your mind. Next I called Mick."Can you get your mom's car, man? I need a ride somewhere." What happened to your truck?" I'm selling it. That's why I need a ride. I got the Mustang now, so I don't need it anymore. I got a guy who's gonna buy it for $2500." Awesome. Nice chunk of change. ’ After he’d finished, he started to get up, but then, as an afterthought, he rummaged through his drawers. He’d remembered something he’d engraved when he first opened this shop. Something he thought he’d do something with someday—but never had had the opportunity. He stopped at the curtain momentarily, his attention riveted by the tableau of Angela, an arm around the boy’s shoulder, both of them leaning over and looking down into a glass case, where Angela was pointing out antique coins. The. Maybe I didn’t tell you before, but I was never a jealous prick figuring that every female wants to have a little fun on the side. It was not unlike myself for my constant prowling for strange pussy from time to time like when we had a job in another city, and I needed a “pick-me-up” piece of ass to keep me on my toes for the stressful work ahead.In fact, I admit I got a whoping huge erection watched my Rose take it all the way up her dirt-hole and I knew my best friend Vinnie was in the good. ..but where did that come from? And then I remembered that I had made this collage and it was floating around in several of Sarah’s galleries:And this one:Fuck. Well, no going back now.Early in my journey to share my hot wife (through pictures) with other guys, I realized if I wanted to expose her well, it would also include exposing myself and my small penis. I had a bit of a journey from shame about my penis (and inability to make my wife cum from fucking her) to embracing it and diving deep.