I was getting curious about the caller, as I knew it wasn’t from her work. Even on weekends she went to work if the phone came in. One such weekend ...I kicked up a tantrum that I wanted to go with her as soon as she got the call. My father had already left so ultimately she decided to take me along. She said I would have to tell my father if she asked that we had been to her office only. I said ok.We sat in the rickshaw and arrived at a posh colony. My mother said we have to meet someone there.. Jen didn't really know how she felt. Her husband was encouraging her to fuck other men. But did he really mean it? Did she want to become an adulteress — a hot wife? She stirred the lemon in her ice tea, remembering how it felt to cup Keith's crotch. It was so big. And so hard. She shuddered again.Jen was brought out of her reverie when Laura arrived. "I'm so sorry for being late, traffic was terrible," she said as she slid into her chair. They ordered drinks and chatted about neighborhood. The pants couldn't go past his knees in his position, but it didn't matter.She grasped his shaft halfway down and moved her hand to expose the head. She licked up and down the shaft and around the head. Then her mouth pooped over the head and sucked. Mark fought the urge to moan, and for his knees to buckle. He barely managed to stay in the at ease position. Claire stopped what she was doing and looked up at Mark, puzzled. Then she said, "OK, at rest, soldier-boy." 'At rest' allows a soldier to. Alas, while I did get petted, I wasn’t stripped and taken over a desk or exam table, two fantasies that have been putting me to bed for weeks. Back dressed in my scrubs, headed for the door with the expectation I that was leaving, I was stopped in stunned surprise as Dr. B, wearing just heels, leading nurse C past me, naked but for stiletto heels, handcuffs and a leash.Smiling to me, she said maybe next time I could stay, if I promised to be good. That image carried my to my new truck, a treat.