Of course, after a little teasing, Rob laughingly said that while it would be fun if we were away from home and unknown, it wasn’t something that could be done in our own house. Porn I’d donned my sexy nightie again, and Rob had the curtains half open for anyone to see me if they happened to look, but no one came. “He’s jerking off for you,” Rob lustfully reported. “Excellent!” my husband exclaimed when he moments later came back into the room. “He’s at his door looking up and down,” he excitedly whispered. It was beginning to get dark by then, so Rob turned on the bed lamps at the head of the bed, along with a reading light that was positioned next to the small, round table. It was big in that it was both long and thick; it was so hard and rigid, and it looked so beautiful. This was something that I’d never dreamt of doing, but I must admit that I too found it very sexy and stimulating. “Fucking in-cred-ib-le,” he muttered, stretching out the last word into its syllable parts to stress just
