It was then I got up and looked at her, she was still recovering from the wave as her boobs heaved with her breath and she was still panting and moani...ng. I guided her to the MD’s table and made her sit on it. Her slippers had long left her feet as I took both of her legs on my shoulder with her ankles resting on it. I positioned my hard cock on her already dripping pussy and slid it in with ease, I pulled back a bit and pushed it in again and it was buried till the hilt in her eager and wet. “Loved,” I told her with a smile.Terri’s smile beamed at me with relief that I wasn’t freaking out about last night.“So, this is the new normal?” I asked curiously.She bit her lip and nodded.“If you’re okay with it. Mel and I talked a lot since she got back. We text almost constantly. Are you okay with it?” she asked sheepishly.“I think ‘thrilled’ is a better word for it. We need to talk about it and figure out all the details, but I’m more than okay with it,” I assured her with a grin, and she. She was the same as she had always been in my dreams and feverish imaginings. Her short straight brown hair was brushed casually back, the tips ending above her slim shoulders. Her almond eyes of brown were framed by heavy eyebrows and long lashes.Her face was dominated by a straight blade of a nose of average size. Her mouth was utterly entrancing, lips spread in a smile, white teeth glistening like exotic pearls just discovered. Her chin was rather sharp, a fit conclusion to her planed. “Oh no!” I said. “Victor and I must have switched pagers. I am one of his clients…Is everything OK?”“Where is he? Where did he go?” she said.“Are you Ok?” I asked.“Just tell me where he is!” She shouted. Suddenly I realized who she was. It was Jennifer Eric’s best friend’s wife. She was a sexy blonde.“Jennifer?” I asked, then there was an awkward pause. “…It’s me Kimika, Eric’s wife.”“Oh…Hi!”I have very good instincts and I was sure I knew what was happening. I had to ask, so I did. “Jennifer.