Our chat was really hot. We talked about what we like most about guys. He said that he liked to see guys do really kinky things like peeing and BDSM t...ype of stuff. I told him that I liked guy's bodies as well as their feet. I will always live girls, but recently, I have been rally turned on by hot guys my age. He told me that he had only been blown by a guy once, but had given head three times. And one time he did it because a guy paid him because he heard he gave amazing blow jobs. The other. I can get... I could even get passion, I think, but that pure, unadulterated joy for life? Only you can reach that."You can get that out of me, too, and he can't. I realised that when we went out. Being with you made me do things I'd never do on my own, things I can't imagine doing with him even."But he makes you... softer, less afraid. You feel safe when he's around in a way you don't with anyone else. You wouldn't have fought me like that if he were here. I don't want you with the walls up,. Looking around, I noticed a small table near the side of the exam table. On it was a stainless steel pan of what looked like water, a razor, a can, of which I suspected was shaving cream, and a clip board and pen. “Are you ready?” Nichole asked my wife. “Yes, lets get started.” she said with a wicked grin, looking at me. Nichole lifted the bottom of the paper sheet up past my wife’s waist exposing her nakedness underneath. My wife had her legs spread and her pussy glistened with excitement. My. I have never ever done that before. It's just that with you..." her voice trailed off as she caught herself from digging into an even deeper hole. "I what?" he questioned. Tyler mentally kicked herself for her words. "Nothing!" She stammered too quickly. To her relief, he didn't press the matter further. "As your punishment, you get to help me clean up this room a bit. These books need moved to their proper place on that bottom shelf and placed in numerical order. Their heavy though so be.