Are you leftyscribe?" she asked cautiously."That's me, but why don't you call me Will and I'll call you Kitty, if that's okay?" Yeah. Sure. So, you lo...ok okay," she said, still being very careful. "At least you look like the picture you sent." You do too, Kitty. So tell me about yourself." Uhhm ... well ... I have a job, I live in Midland, I rent an apartment with another girl, I'm 34, divorced, no kids. You can see I look okay. What else?" Well, for me, being left-handed is a big thing. Are. Meredith then asked me if I had any to share. I just made a comment about living mine. She kept nagging that I had more that I wanted and that I should share. I wouldn’t admit mine so Meredith told Scott that I wanted to watch her with another man. Scott blushed a little and said that would be hot.She then said that there was more to my fantasy. My wife went on to tell Scott that I not only wanted to share her but that I wanted her to have a boyfriend. Scott’s jaw dropped. He said that it would. He was on my mind. I lustily felt how he would be on top of me, and how he would suck on my tits. I made designs of his cock. I imagined about the size and thickness that would make me mad with joy. I imagined climbing on top of him and riding his cock, hammering away to my pleasure. I took a cold water bath in the middle of the night, as I was not able to overcome this lust. I had never thought about any male like this in my life.The next day, I took great care in cleaning my body. I wore the. I will tell them and our little brother that we can meet up a few days a week for dinner or something and I will set up some time to see him as well before he goes off to college. Sound good to you?” I agreed and she set out on her mission.Somehow, she managed to pull this whole thing off without any questions or anyone throwing a hissy fit…I was amazed. I forgot that she was just about to graduate from college with her BS in Psychology and Sociology. Duh…a trained manipulator and cute to boot..