Tim was optimistic. (Tim was always VERY optimistic, with onlynegative evidence to support such a viewpoint!) He was hoping todevelop a Super-Scanner..., like those sensor boxes on Star Trek whichcould totally analyze the human body even on an atomic level, andpinpoint any problems to be corrected.The fact that he was totally unqualified to develop such a product didnot hinder Tim at all! They didn't call him Tim 'the Toolman' Taylorfor nothing! (Well, Tim was the only one who actually called. Sometimes he went in with two fingers, then switched to one again. I don’t know if that was his purpose but slowly he was building stronger feelings towards a climax. In between he asked me to squeeze his fingers with my pussy (he did not use that word!). He then asked me a few questions about my sex drive and habits: How many times I have sex with my husband – a few times per month I said, what position we use – mostly missionary, what about foreplay – almost none, how long is your average sex. . you have the perfect ass. I've never been as fascinated by a girl's ass as much as I am with yours." So I'm just a piece of ass?" No, no!" I countered.She laughed. "Dinner tomorrow."I leaned in. She closed her eyes and pursed her lips. We kissed. It was fifteen seconds of wonderland.I was glad my car was an automatic. I drove home with one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand caressing my hard-on through my pants.Stephanie was dressed casually when she arrived at my house. Wow! She. My brother took the shower first and came back immediately. To my bad luck the my brother had accidentally broke the pipe and the hot water started leaking. So I requested my mom to allow me to take bath in their room for which they did. I thought of a master plan. I knew that they are going take bath in hot water and there won’t be enough hot water after some time so I ran on the shower. After some ten minutes they asked me to come out. I didn’t replied for which they started screaming and.