.. and resumed with his hand on my wife's ass. They danced for a little and my wife stiffened and attempted to pull away, but he had a good grip on he.... He said something to the effect that "this happens on dance floors and a good partner assists in hiding it. Just keep dancing."She did and when her back was to me, I could see what it was that "happens." The head of his erect cock was sticking out between my wife's legs!Now this was really a sight to see, a big headed cock poking out jut below. I wish he would say something. I squat, knees apart in front of him, to give him a vulgar eyeful of my protruding clit. I take a deep breath, close my eyes and park my inhibitions. I stroke my inner thighs with my fingertips, inching closer and closer to my pussy. I know this is something he’s always wanted. My heart is thundering in my chest. I feel so self-conscious, so silly, so on display. I am afraid to open my eyes. Do good girls do this? My thighs are tired from squatting in the heels.. Look I'm really nervous about this. I've never given a hand job or a blowjob or fucked anyone. Can you just go first?" I was so revealed "of course. I've never done any of this either, but I'll give it a shot.” I placed my right hand on her pussy and began to slowly rub what I believed to be the clit. She seemed to be responding so I continued. Her breathing was steadily increasing. Deeper and faster. She moaned slightly and I decided to slide two fingers into her. I was amazed at the amount. The receptionist became irritated and said, “You shouldn’t come into a crowded waiting room and say things like that.”“Why not, you asked me what was wrong and I told you,” he said.The Receptionist replied; “Now you’ve caused some embarrassment in this room full of people. You should have said there is something wrong with your ear or something and discussed the problem further with the Doctor in private.”The man replied, “You shouldn’t ask people questions in a roomful of strangers, if the.