‘I looked all over the kitchen. Where the hell is it?’ Lise looked at the clock on the stand next to their bed. ‘Rod, it’s almost two o’cloc...k in the morning, I couldn’t keep dinner warm that long,’ she replied. ‘It would have been ruined. Why don’t you make yourself a sandwich or something? There’s plenty of stuff for sandwiches in the refrigerator. And some leftovers, too.’ ‘Jesus H. Christ!’ Rod whined. ‘I’m out, working overtime so we can have a decent living, and you can’t even take the. I followed her in. "A king-sized bed. That's a lot of room for a single guy." I was with someone," I said deciding to be straight forward. "I thought she was the one for..." I fumbled with my words."Forever?" she suggested."Yeah so we decided to have kids and it wasn't happening. I got tested and discovered I had a non-existent sperm count. Zero. Zilch. I could give her a good bang, but she couldn't handle not having more than an orgasm." Sorry," she said."It's alright. I don't know why I told. I’m calling to ask how soon you can come home.” By now, of course, the little head was paying close attention. “I’ll be right there.” Notice, I didn’t even ask why? I was learning. Five minutes later I walked in and found Amie, as a couple of months ago, lying naked on my sofa. My favorite black stockings and garter belt. No panties. Damn, I was hard! “I did a little shopping today.” With that, she held out a blindfold. “This is for you.” She put the blindfold on me and then began to undress. Eric took the rest of his clothes off and jumped onto the bed. Marack stood where he was and admired this Adonis God lying on his bed.Eric was a typical Scandinavian build, abs like rocks when he spoke they rippled. His face was surrounded by Scandinavian golden blond hair with curls on the end, his blue eyes drew you in-to him, his ears were hidden under his golden blond locks. His neck was firm and solid. His nip-ples were firm and evenly placed on his chest as part of his rippling abs..