Thirty minutes is our benchmark. By then I will have had at least four orgasms before my man orgasms. Sometimes I swallow. And we love talking dirty t...o each other, an extra turn on.”“My man and I would love to watch you and your man having sex. Could we Sarah? We really enjoyed you watching while we had sex.”“The thought of you and your man watching my man fucking me has great appeal,” I respond, my exhibitionist side turned on at the thought of it.“Next Sunday at three in our condo. Does that. As my chest heaved from my dash upthe stairs, I tilted my face up to his and whispered, "I love you somuch."Jack replied with wide grin as his hands cupped my derriere and pulledme up onto my tippy toes and kissed me. It was the most amazing kiss,no longer one of heated passion and lust, this time I felt an expressionof love. Our mouths were sealed against each other and our tongueslashed lovingly as Jack gently moved me next to the bed. Without aword, I felt myself being lowered backward to. She seemed to be talking with a girl friend about something. As she talked she smoothed her hair and ran her hand down her leg, looking at her stockings. I was mesmerized watching her. Finally she said good bye and hung up. She left the room but I stayed by the window. After about 5 minutes she returned with a glass of water. She called out goodnight to her mother and closed her door. She sat down on the bed and put a few things in a drawer. She stood and pulled her skirt down. Almost. ”“Not funny. I appreciate the offer, but I can’t condone violence. I have a couple of ideas that might solve this mess, which benefits everyone, including you. I’ll share them with you after I work out the details.”“Bring your lovely wife with you. I can’t move forward unless we straighten this out.”“I’ll talk to her.”“You are not understanding me.” Lenny darkened his gaze. “I wasn’t asking, I was telling. Bring her.”“Yes, sir,” I answered, snapping him a mock salute.Lenny walked with me to my.