We didn’t know what to call her so we named her ‘Pussycat.’The vet decided to keep her for a day or so. He said he would let us know when we cou...ld come and get her.My husband (the complainer) said, ‘OK, but don’t forget to wash her, she stinks.’He reminded the vet that it was his WIFE (me) that wanted the dirty cat, not him. My husband and my Vet don’t see eye to eye. The vet calls my husband ‘El-Cheap-O’, and my husband calls the vet ‘El-Charge-O’.They love to hate each other and constantly. We fucked and bathed together. Ah! It was a real wet fuck!We then came out dressed up and went out for our project. We returned from the project. The receptionist called me and said, “We have an empty room sir.”“We don’t need.”“As you wish sir.” And again she had that wicked grin on her face but a wider one this time.After the days work I wanted some refreshment, I wanted some pleasure, I wanted Emma. She was standing right in front of me. I turned the door tag to Do Not Disturb and closed the. You look up at her one more time as if asking permission to go further. She raises her eyebrows and breaths deeply indicating she wants you. You kiss her left nipple and gently suck it into your mouth. You reach your hand up and massage her other nipple between two fingers.It’s amazing how she responds to you, as if you know exactly what she wants. What she needs. It feels a little like masturbation, except you’re pleasing another person instead of yourself, and it’s a lot easier with another. I tenuously extended my hand and slowly touched the outer edge of her breast with one finger."That's a start. Now like you mean it." She smiled.I used my whole hand now. And I gently pinched her nipple in my fingers. She bit her lips.I was starting to like this. I sat up and used both hands on both breasts. Her breathing was getting faster."Keep exploring," she said. I knew what she meant, even though this was all new for me.My hands wandered south and massaged her flat stomach. I grazed her.