“This is one ugly looking room. Sorry that this is the one you had to end up in. We do have nicer rooms.” “If it is ugly,” I began to ask. �...�Then why do you have it looking this way?” “The wife,” he sighed, before flashing me a smile. “She likes to think she has the decorative touch and well, I am just to scared to tell her the truth.” “You must really love your wife,” I smiled, thinking about how long they had probably been together. He seemed to be in his mid-fifties and I believed that was. I like the coffee and say it is nice, she blush. My eyes are on her deep blouse slit and she see that quickly, she bend very hard to pick the coffee cup near the sofa and very slowly get up. My eyes follow her naked waist and hard legs till the kitchen, my tool make big tent this time. She turn and smile. I know I can have her somehow. She make chicken dinner and serve on table. Serve me little and sit on the floor next to the chair. Her pallu off and showing her wide u shape blouse with full. She held the door and smiled radiantly when she saw that it was me. "Oh, come in. Thank you so much for all of this. It's ... it's..." she started to cry. "It's like we woke up in that alley this morning, in Hell, and an angel came to take us to Heaven. Thank you..."She continued crying. Timmy hugged her from the back, and Judy slowly joined the family hug. When I saw Teri watching me to see how I would react, I joined the group hug, and let them all cry, again.Eventually we all moved to the. As it turned out, though, Erika agreed to at least try what I wanted, but she made me no promises; saying that if she didn’t like doing it the first time, then she wouldn’t do it again. I accepted Erika’s terms without question, and we experimented behind closed doors. Neither of us really knew how to do what we intended; after all, all we had was what was in the book, and in our imaginations. Each of us settled comfortably into her role in the sex fantasy, and it worked out fine for both of.