.. she was sure she could cum just listening to the voice. If she'd been allowed. She had been told not to until after this interview. She walked into...a dimly lit room, three candles being the only source of light. It was hot too, far hotter than she would have thought, and she began to sweat in her jacket. The woman was sitting in a chair in front of a large window that looked out over the Bay.Contessa's eyes fixed on the young form entering her domain. She watched as the girl nervously looked. That moment filled my lust meter and I got the biggest “boner” of my life, which also attracted the attention of Tricia. This time, instead of laughter, she blushed and swam to the other end of the pool.After a few minutes, to let my dick resume normal operation, I announced that I was heading home and would see them tomorrow.Taking my normal route home, I approached the dirt road to the pond, and the image of Tricia’s ass in my hands caused the typical reaction.I needed to relieve the pressure. She started rubbing on the outside with her fingers. She showed me her hole and said it feels really good when she puts her fingers in there. She shoved her fingers in and out of the hole while rubbing on the top part that looked like a button. Her body started to move all funny and she was making weird noises. She got kind of loud when she moved her hands really fast on her pussy. But then she stopped. I was confused because no cum came out. Stephanie said that girls don’t cum like boys do.. I had dreamed of setting this up – but there I was standing in our room, holding underwear with pussy and cummy stains.But my usually emotionally cold and clinical wife, was more amorous than usual. When she got out of the shower, instead of attempting to hide every centimeter of skin, she walked into the room naked, and threw her arms around me and squeezed my ass.We went through our usual motions, while I walked around in a semi-aroused and confused state. The link between my cock and my.