I became sure, though, that a lifetime commitment – marriage – was what I wanted. It was just ... finding the right moment.I wasn't poor. Because ...f my parents' deaths, I had the house and a certain amount of capital, so I hadn't needed student loans. On the other hand I wasn't wealthy either and I was very careful how I spent my money. While we're on the subject, I certainly had no reservations about Rose-Marie's 'running costs'. She was definitely not in the 'high maintenance' category. I. A dark flush of pink flew up my cheeks as I stared at his abs, trying to ignore the question all together. Our current position may have been cute and innocent, but the thoughts flying through my mind definitely were not."Tell me."He was stern, demanding his answer. I sighed quietly and flicked my tongue over my lips. It was nerve-racking to admit to him that I was taking on the common male role, being a horny as hell sex fiend."I was thinking about you between my legs, your fingers flying in. Upon arriving to my apartment, she left her jacket and purse on the sofa and went to the bathroom. When she came out, I told her: ‘I need to take a shower.’ ‘It’s all right. I will wait for you here.’ I went to the room to fetch clean clothes and I took my shower quickly. She waited in the sofa, and when I came out, she got up and she followed me to the bedroom door. She asked: ‘May I come in?’ I hesitated, but not wanting to be rude, I let her in. I stood at the foot of my bed and she asked. I stood up and leant against the opposite side of the pool, the water is crystal clear and only waist deep – my penis was not yet fully erect, but it was firm and floated in the water. I looked into Simon’s eye and held my growing erection in one hand,“Sure, of course, I would like you to come with me.” It was obvious that my wife had already got Simon well primed, not only did his erection look as hard as wood, he had “that look” of – “I just want sex, no foreplay.” Simon slipped into the.