"You don't need to thank me; I'm just looking after my boy. Anyway, what makes you think I didn't enjoy it too? Now, I'd best be getting on with your ...tea."And, without further ado, I stood up and went to the door.That set the pattern for the next few days. Mid afternoon I'd go up to his room and give him a blow job. Charlie was losing his shyness and accepting this as 'normal'. What's more his left wrist and shoulder were on the mend and, whilst he still was getting twinges he was able to do. The entire world seemed to glow in a golden light. How could any man be unhappy in such a divine world? A glance from Marie and I would laugh. We walked down to the quay on the Ile where we had met. I thought of how lucky I had been that singular afternoon when Marie had spoken with this strange Englishman.I wished to spend every moment with Marie. But a woman is ever more practical than a man. Marie limited my visits. I would have been happy just being with her. My feelings were so different. She was in a hurry to get his clothes off. got his pants off and laid them in the back window. while he's taking off his short she is sucking his cock. You got a big one, he smiled and said its ok I guess. NO you got a BIG one. its bigger than my brothers. He laughed and let she suck. she pulled the skin back and licked the glands around his cock, that set him off. You got to stop that, it feel funny. Come up here and lets fuck a little. She laid on the seat legs spread. He figured she was hot. Once again she reached and began stroking his cock with her right hand almost in a pulling motion. After only a few seconds he acted like he was positioning more to his right side, and as he did, he put his left hand on my wife's right hip and onto her panties. Neither of them knew but I had made my way down to a chair by the foot of the bed and had begun very slowly and inconspicuously stroking my cock underneath my pajama bottoms. Keep in mind this was all taking place within a span of only.