We have become good friends andconfidants, sharing comments and ideas on our stories as well asmessaging and emailing each other regularly.I can never... find the proper words to say thanks to my editor and friendChris, who finds the time in a very busy life to review my ramblingswith comments and insights. Chris continues to edit for others as wellas writing and posting his own stories.All comments are welcome as we never stop learning and improving, thankyou for taking the time.Please remember. They had kissed once or twice in his car after a post-work happy hour outing that I skipped, but that was as far as anything had gone. He certainly had been pushing things to go further, but she kept fending him off, reveling in his attention. It made my wife feel and act sexier. We derived a lot of mileage from exploring the fantasy during sex. Of course, in our talks, the topic of cock size would come up periodically, and I discovered she was more into size than I had imagined. I asked if she. Lance and Mandy had huge, fake smiles on their faces as they approached the couple. “Hi, I'm Mandy and this is my husband Lance,” she said cheerily. The couple was wide-eyed at the sight of the two naked people approaching them; the guy stared blatantly at Mandy's exposed tits before checking out her shaved pussy. The girl didn't seem to care about what Lance had to offer. “Hi, I'm Sherry and this is my boyfriend Keith,” said the other girl. She extended her hand toward Mandy in. .." I nod, not sure what to say either. I don't know of a word that exists to describe what just happened. How can you share a moment like that with someone and not feel something... strong? I test my muscles and lift my head to look at him, and he stares back. He looks like he's thinking a million things, his green eyes endless. This man has no idea what he does to me. He's so beautiful, and all I can do is smile. Smile because of who he is and what he does, and what just happened and how I.