" Will anyone else be there?"She had anticipated this question and rehearsed her answer."Sharon Glasser will be there." Sharon Glasser? Isn't she one ...f the nurses?" Yes, she's assists the doctors and fills in as receptionist when I'm not there." How late?" Well, Dr. Grafton said he wasn't sure. It might be late because the software is totally new and it's completely different from the software we've been using." Hmmm. Well, okay, but come straight home." I will," she assured him, smiling. I was hoping she’d just tumble into bed with me. “Hey,” she said, “I have someone’s cum running down my leg. I need to wash up. I’ll just be a few minutes.”She closed the bathroom door behind her, and I undressed to climb into bed and wait for her. I stripped the blankets off and just left the sheet to cover us with. While I was waiting I thought about my wife four floors above us and the thought of her alone with Tanner. Everything that I’d learned and seen that night was so damned erotic! My. "Haven't we discussed communication?" He asked. I nodded wordlessly. "And did you communicate to me how you were feeling?"I shook my head. " Why not? He asked, still tormenting my clit with the brush. "Because I was trying to please you, Master... " I manage to say."Your communication skills need work, then" He tells me. " You know you are supposed to communicate any and all relevant information to me. I'd say being that distracted is relevant." I nod again. I hear a noise, and I can't identify. Or she might have thought that it was better for her not to make sudden moves to hide herself, as if she were embarrassed or ashamed, as if there were anything wrong. All I know is that that scene from childhood is indelibly etched on my brain. Indelibly.Just after I turned thirteen, my father decided to take a new job in Denver, about a thousand miles distant from where were living on the coast of California. Of course, there was no discussion of the matter. Dad announced his decision as a.