The alarm should be going off before too terribly long. It's still dark outside.I creep off quietly to the bathroom to take care of things.Then I fin...d a washrag and soap. I give myself a quick sponge bath at her sink. I wash my face and ... the fun bits. I put a dab of her toothpaste on my finger and take care of the morning blah. I want to be fresh for her. Looking in her mirror, I imagine her behind me. Her hands around my waist. Her lips on my neck. Whispering her 'good morning' in. Having lost my passion, my brain took over and I felt like I had been punched in the stomach. What was happening? Real men, real husbands don’t let their wives have sex with other men, I thought. What if my friends found out? What about my family? No one would understand. Suddenly I thought about Jim. Would he tell anyone that he fucked my wife while I stood by and watched…and wanked no less?My thoughts were dizzying and I was nauseous as I looked toward the center of the room again. At first I. But he was no longer making moves to leave and get to his beacon. I picked up his water dish and glass and took them back to the kitchen, and set his food down there, too. For a couple of minutes Camilla marveled at the tidiness of his eating and drinking habits, but long before he was done the spectacle had lost its novelty and she'd turned away."How long has he been here?" she asked early on."Couple of weeks," I told her. "I found him in the woods one day and brought him home with me." A. She lowered her eyes and really noticed his flaccid penis that hung between his legs; even in this state she thought it looked larger than his father's, she could see the tight curls of hair that covered his ball sac. She was rather shocked to realise that her body was responding in a sexual way to the sight of her son's nudity, she quickly shook her head to clear her rather disturbing thoughts."Is the bath ready Julie?" Yes Miss." Good, unfasten my dress please," she smiled at her son, "I.