Either way, it was having a profound effect on both of us.As he unbuttoned the last button I began to wonder how far we would be going today. I felt h...s hands slide under my shirt and push it to the side. I didn’t look down but I knew my breasts were now clearly visible to Bobby.Even though we didn’t turn on the main lighting in the room, there was an auxiliary light that was always on. It provided enough light that I knew he could see them. I trembled at the thought of him looking at my. “I’ll come by tomorrow to talk to you about your condition. What you need to know right now: you’re alive, you’re in one piece, and you have some very determined people waiting to see you.”My view of him was exchanged for the nurse.“We use this for our trache patients,” she said, wheeling over a small screen. “You’ve used a smartphone? Text?”Two blinks.“Good. This is just like that.” She slid a small pillow under my forearm. “You’ll tire quickly, so don’t try to type complete sentences.”It took. But things could never be the same. For the first time, she felt more worldly, more knowing than her husband. He’d never know she'd be working late, but on another man's cock in a motel room on the other side of town. Nor would he ever imagine his unexpected call had interrupted her post-sex reverie, forcing her to disengage from her new lover and hurry barefooted to the phone. And he would never, must never, know that she could now see this lover smiling and teasing her by sliding a fingertip. “Fuck yes,” exclaimed Isabelle, “Look, look at the screen,” she urged.Careful not to make any sudden moves as my pussy felt full to breaking point I slowly raised my head. There on the screen was my ass and my sex, red and slick the lips split wide around the dildo, all but the end of it inside me.Isabelle leaned in again, running her tongue from my ass to my sex, I felt myself relax at the feeling. Her tongue danced around my lips, little fires of pleasure sparking off as she lapped my swollen.