It truly was. Second, I could not believe that Ashley Carter was actually here with me, Ronnie Malloy, and that we were totally making out in a parked... car. She could have her pick of any boy in the high school, or most local colleges for that matter, yet tonight she was here with me. No, I wasn’t dreaming. I was sure of it. I couldn’t believe that she was as into kissing me as I was into kissing her. Ashley caught my attention by grabbing my hair with one hand and pulling my head even closer to. He quickly found my cock and started to pump it with both hands. I closed my eyes for a moment, and when I opened them, Eric was staring at me like no man ever before. The lust in his eyes was really exciting me, and I was starting to worry that I might cum if he didn't stop or at least slow down. Honestly, at that moment I had forgotten all about Paula, until the noise of the closing door startled me out of my trance. Paula stood, smiling, just outside the patio door. She had three towels. The whole thing was crazy and sexy. The public was strangely enjoying the scene, and I must say, me too fuck, me too.As her base finished, she took my hands off of her, and she just whispered in my hear “now let’s finish with the concert. Tonight, we sleep in a hotel.” and here me that used to think she was asexual.So we finish the concert, and we find a room.As we enter inside, she opens her corset slowly, revealing her fucking I-n-s-a-n-e breasts, looks at me intensely, and with a shaky and. This pattern is repeated on several occasions. All have similar correlations and occurred only on weekdays.” “Are we crossing some kind of line; we’re doctors, not sex police,” Deege worried. “This isn’t just any patient, it’s Ben’s wife. She is obviously having intercourse with at least one 'someone else' and we’ve caused the problem. This has the potential to get real ugly, really fast,” Doc’s concern continued, “We don’t need a scandal; especially one generated from within.” “What can we do.