"Also, here is a sample of the little blue pill I was telling you about." I handed him a plastic cup with the pill and another cup with water. "We'll ...check its effectiveness a bit later," I explained as I left the room and closed the door behind me. I could feel wetness in my pussy and could not help reaching down and squeezing my labia. Becky was standing at the nurse's station with a big grin on her face. "My God," she whispered excitedly. "You brought him to orgasm just by fingering his ass. She peered out the kitchen window and watched as the neighbors worked on Phil’s property. She made up an excuse to not help her husband telling him that her allergies were acting up and needed to stay inside.The sexy wife sat at their desk reading about the Mrs. America pageant and was worrying herself sick about her husband finding out about her indiscretions. She reviewed the form again that she needed to sign; “Entrant will continue to be a person of good moral character; affirms that she. This time, I watched myself do so,careful to press the button firmly each time. Then, I waited by the ovenwhile the coffee heated. Two minutes and twenty-two seconds later, Idrew a steaming-hot mug from the oven.Shaking my head at my own idiocy, I was about to go into the den, towatch a little mid-morning news on the wall-mounted big-screentelevision, when I paused and sniffed. I couldn't be sure, but thereseemed to be the faintest scent of perfume in the air. I sniffed again.The fragrance. I said a little, and apparently so was she. So she got up and walked toward the small kitchen to get us water. Being the sexual miscreant I occasionally become, I stood up behind her silently and walked behind her to the doorway of the kitchen, wrapping my arms around her from behind and kissing, licking, and biting her soft neck as I rubbed my bulging crotch against that amazing rear end, humming moans into her neck as I kissed it. She gasped quietly "I thought you were still on the couch." I.