She was, however, enjoying the feeling between her legs. "Unbutton your Jeans" I commanded as I continued to rub. She did and unzipped her fly before ...returning her hands back to her head rest. As my probing fingers entered her jeans, I could feel the wetness on her panties. "Good girl!" I praise as I push my fingers onto her clit."We shouldn't be doing this, people might see me!" she stated rather feebly. I could tell that she truly enjoyed the pleasure she was receiving."You're right, but we. I smiled back and shook my head as Max and I strode out the door. Ten minutes later I was in the driveway where my wonderful wife was already waiting. She jumped into the car and off we drove while Max licked Lucy’s face and hands and wagged his tail wildly. I left the windows open, but told Max to stay when I walked Lucy into Dr. Murphy’s office. We waited—of course—for more than twenty minutes before a nurse called Lucy’s name—well, almost. “Lucille Bascomb,” was the name that was called.. What was that? I gave them an embarrassed shrug. Change topic ASAP!But they didn't."Well, that's very strange," said Angie, who looked amazing in her black blouse and black slacks with flat heels, "We all thought you'd have the girls falling all over you."Huh? You what? Are you k**ding? Were they teasing me?"Um, well, you know. I'm not really that good with girls," I said quietly as I took another slurp of my beer. Holy shit, I must sound like a big k** talking like that even if what I said was. My hands slid to the back of me where I could feel his cock not exactly rock hard but standing up so to speak. I took hold of it and started to slowly wank him. I could feel it harden in my hands. I wondered if other women felt the fascinating control, I was feeling. When they played with a man. It was as though I was playing on an instrument.He sort of turned me to face him then eased me to my knees in front of him the water spraying over us both. I wasn't sure what he wanted at first but then.