Sure enough, there was a perfect view right into my therapy room. Donna must have read my mind, she said ‘Sorry, I see you are a therapist. We plan ...to replant some bushes to block the view.’ That made me feel a bit better, but still.. We chatted awhile, Donna mentioned that her late husband has been lost in an industrial accident, he was an off-shore oil rig worker. What with the insurance and the settlement from the company, it was quite a bit of money. I noted the expression of pain in her. Just a little back groud. I met my wife when after serving in the Marine corps i came back to live in my home town and got a apartment in town and she and her then boyfriend were my neighbors. I would go over there and watch sports and drink and get high and in the summer my room mate and i would have parties and they would come over. I was never thinking of her as anything but a friend. Then her sister came over and wow i wanted that but my now wife had other plans for me and never would let. Before I realised what was happening she let out a series of yelps then started screaming, “Fuck yes, fuck yes, yes, yes, oh yes.” As her orgasm exploded her pussy flooded my face with a flood of her ejaculation juice. The tasty love juice flowed over my face and onto the bed. I swallowed as much of her love juices that my mouth was capable of trapping. When her orgasm had subsided Aunt Joan slid down my body and engulfed my throbbing cock with her hot succulent mouth. She was deep throating me. .. for being intimate, although that’s not quite how she put it.”“Which we aren’t.” Topless makeout sessions were still as far as we had progressed, and even then only one time since that weekend. I was fine with that. Perhaps slightly frustrated at times, but okay with it nonetheless.She cocked her head to the side. “Yet.” She then favored me with a lecherous grin before continuing. “But, no, I feel like that would be disrespectful to them anyway. So ... you in?”I shrugged. “Sure. Gonna have.