As we entered my dimly lit room nancy had removed cassie's robe and was nibbling softly on her neck. I sat on the edge of the bed and watched them int...ently. First was Nancy's halter top, followed by her skirt. She wore a g-string underneath, I honestly thiught she might as well have not put any on. And just as suddenly they disapearred. So now imagine me, Shocked to all hell that a flimsy pair of underwear literally just fucking vanished. Yea crazy huh? I didnt dwell too much on it. There were. Then every other month they would pick a day and use a trigger shot. On these months we donated day before, day after and day of using the the methods. This went on for 6 months or so. This sounds very clinical at this point however the dirty talk and impregnation fetish between my wife and I was hot AF! And even some of the planning we both find stimulating and sexy. My wife likes that I tracker her cycle and I know how to use a speculum to insert a soft cup! It all works for us in this kink. And I think you are going to be fun. Are you a lot of fun?" Needless to say he was speechless and not exactly sure where to go from here. He was thinking do we go to the room together? Do I go ahead and have her come up a couple of minutes later? Or do I give her my room key and give her time to get "fixed up" before I come up? He was a little tipsy and had a good feeling about me so he gave me the room key. He gave me his phone number and told me to text me when I was ready. I headed up to. Oh shit. That’s torn it. Literally. Holding the excess paper with one hand I stood up, pulling up my trousers with my other hand and holding them in place I went to the shower cubical. Looking around to make sure I wasn’t being observed I dropped the paper inside and closed the cubical door. There. Nobody would know it was me. I walked from the bathroom with my head held high and went into our bedroom. Jenny was lying on her back with her knees bent and her legs wide open. Even her fanny was.