I didn’t see how he could become fully erect. I didn’t think he had enough blood in him to inflate it fully. I wanted to reach out and touch it, b...t I wanted to watch it being handled.“Please sit in that chair. I want to watch you masturbate. Do you have any issues with that John?”His answer was to walk out of his shorts, sit down, and using both hands, started stroking. He did help himself to the bottle of baby oil. I’m glad I bought the big bottle.Holy crap. There was no way that I would get. Well, no, he always bests her but lets her know she holds her own.But he would just come and go. Not that he was with any other woman. Just that he couldn’t commit. Jennifer guesses that she keeps searching for someone like that, who she could engage intellectually with, and sexually, and be around enough to make her forget about him.And then Jennifer confesses something even more, “Because Brian, he has this radar about me. When I do meet anyone close to that, at all. Actually, consider. ” JP quickly zipped up his pants and silently left. As he was exiting the door he heard the boyfriend exclaim, “What the ... YOU TASTE LIKE PISS!”Relieved, JP quickly left the facility. As he passed the car, he still admired it, but knew he would or should never see it again. He now had another event to think about. As he started his car and continued his drive towards the coast he thought of the two recent occurrences, both purely by accident on his part, that made his life a lot more. You stare at me. “Are you up to something?” “What? Besides dying from hunger?” “Oh, you!” You grab a pillow and throw it at me. “Lucky for you we don’t have any dog food!” “Woof!” I say to your retreating back. After waiting ten minutes, I quietly enter the kitchen. Engrossed in your preparations, you don’t notice me. I stare at you for a few moments, admiring how even the terry robe can’t hide your lush, womanly figure. I wait until I’m sure you won’t drop a dish or cut yourself and I sneak up.