?Laughter bubbles in my stomach: ?You, naughty boy!?. My fingers brush his smooth chest and slide inside the towel. I grab on it like a leash and pul... him after me to the basement. ?Down. Lay down on the floor. On your back.? I watch as he stretches on his back, towel riding higher, he uncertain what to do ??Hands up, above your head. Leave the towel alone.? I lover myself on my knees next to him, admiring the perfect fullness of youth. My fingers trace silky skin over taut arms, tickling. Worst of all, even though she acted like she hated him, she was also always acting jealous and accusing him of cheating with his models. This really pissed my wife off, as she had worked for him and knew that he always acted like a total professional . We tried to have fun, and had a few beers, but given the situation the dinner was kind of a bummer.We decided to meet back at his studio- we didn’t want him to be alone. We went by the liquor store to pick up a bottle of whisky. My wife was. More

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