NowSpalding crossed the street to his house, and he saw Darrell Plunkett posting a letter in the mailbox. He recognized Mr. Plunkett from his ChasteBo...is support group and indeed, he’d mowed the guy’s lawn.?Hey Mr. Plunkett, how’s it going?? Spalding asked in a friendly voice. Darrell looked up and grinned.?How’s it going, Spalding? You missed the last Chastebois meeting.? Darrell lowered his voice when he said this, although the streets in their suburban neighborhood were deserted.?Yeah, we had. She slowly walked towards the door and peeked out through the peep hole. Daren stood there looking sexy as hell even through the distorted view. She took a deep breath and opened the door. Daren’s voice died in his throat when he saw Stephanie. She opened the door wearing only a powder blue silk robe. It came to mid thigh and showed a good amount of cleavage. He felt like he was going to swallow his tongue just looking at her. No matter how much he willed it, his cock filled out and hardened. It came loose and dropped to her waist, leaving her breasts bare. A wriggle of her hips and she was standing before him wearing only a black thong. She looked at Peter and said, “Well?”Peter took Maria in his arms, kissing her lips and caressing her ass. She disengaged enough to undo his belt and pull his trousers and briefs halfway down his legs. Finally, laughing, they separated enough to allow Peter to remove the rest of his clothes. The other two couples were busy doing the same.“Kind of. " she started, but he shushed her softly."You have to learn to listen better." His voice was almost cloying with comfort and deference. He pushed her hair backward to expose the side of her face. She was flushed. Her fine skin had that humid quality just shy of breaking a sweat. He studied her carefully and sighed."You have this sparkle," he said. "It never leaves your eyes. It changes according to your mood, but it never goes away."He let the back of his hand drift calmly over her cheek, then.