My hand was under her dress, enjoying the feel of her firm, round ass. At first she didn't want my hand in her panties but I was close enough to smell... her woman scent and was dying to put my fingers against her slit so I could bring them to my mouth and taste her. Our shoes came off and then my shirt - to avoid wrinkles, you know. We shared more and more deep kisses that were as good as full-fledged sex with some women. My juices were flowing and I made sure she felt my erection against her leg. Without even pondering the circumstances, I blurted out my idea to Daniel.“What if I was your surrogate?”Daniel was drinking a soda and suddenly spit a mouthful of it out onto the ottoman. He sat forward and then cocked his head back to look at me. “What did you say Ash?!” “Just think about it. It would be perfect!”“No. No. No wait. Really are you serious?!”“Of course I am Daniel. I love you guys and I’d do anything for you two.”Daniel looked down as he put his hands on his knees. He rubbed. It's now 1:04 a.m. on the the third day, and I am slowly sneaking up the stairs trying to find her bedroom. I finally find it, across from a spare bedroom. She and her husband are both sleeping. I sneak into her room, and walk toward a chest of drawers, opposite of the bed. I open the top drawer to find various socks, panties, thongs, and g-strings. I take out a thong and press it to my nose, inhaling, desperate to get a whiff of her, until now imagined, sex. She must be a good house-wife,. "Yeah! I know you fucked Rosalee. How could you!? You were only going to use them to cover the fact that we were fooling around! Aren't my tits as big as Rosalee's? Is that it?"I carefully got out of the bath and wrapped a towel around myself. It wasn't a matter of modesty, I simply wished to avoid making Anna inexplicably wet (or rather wet with an unacceptable explanation.)I grabbed a second towel and dried my arms and chest. It shouldn't be damp enough to worry Anna later."Okay! Strictly.