We took more, some on her knees, her shapely arse in the air.“Ok Linda, time for a change.”Mark followed me back to the changing room. What would ... say to him. I’d gone much too far, I knew. But, and it was a big but, I loved it. “Mark,” I began.“Linda, its fine. You looked fabulous, your enjoying yourself. Remember this is my job. You’re the model, your Linda. I’m the assistant, that’s all. Here you’re the model, I’m at work.”“Quite a speech, are you sure?” I asked.“I’m sure, but how far you. ”“Yet?” she said with a smile. ”You mean you’re planning to do this again?”“You do want to keep your husband in work don’t you?”“Yes,” she responded running her hand down his body. “And I’m prepared to give my all for it.”He kissed her lips.“Actually, I was very tired. I didn’t sleep well last night thinking about today.”“I was pretty nervous about today too,” he confessed.“Nervous? You seem so self-assured.”“I wanted you,” he told her. “When I saw you on Friday I knew that I wanted to fuck you. " Are you saying ...?" All I'm saying is that he's a big boy now and can make big boy decisions."Mazie shook her head in puzzlement.She drove me to the clinic and they clinically did their best. They tried to be encouraging, but when I pressed them on my chances, they said very low, a couple of percent chance of success at best. You know what that means: another failure. All because of Melvin's lousy nonexistent sperm.*************************I spent the afternoon dozing, probably catching up. I started with her neck, all while my hand worked over her pussy. Slowly I worked my way to her breasts. As I gave each breast multiple kisses back and worth, I vigorously moved my finger in and out of her entrance as my thumb rubbed her clit up and down, causing her head to crash backward.Suddenly she pushed me onto my back and caught what little breath she needed to. Abby leaned over me and unbuckled my shorts, biting her lip as she did. I simply watched as she removed my shorts. An obvious.