Anita smelled of smoke and a bit of alcohol. I woke up and asked her how the evening went and she said fine.Then I asked if she would tell me about it...and she said did I really want to hear the details… I was so excited I could hardly contain myself but I did not want to sound too excited.Then Ana began telling me that they had gone to the local bar for some drinks and they sat in the back of the bar where they could talk without the music drowning out the conversation.She had taken a pair of. .and out...in...and out. She beganplaying with my clit and my arousal shot up tenfold. The effect ofseeing "someone else" get fucked while feeling it myself was amazing.She knelt into my pussy and began to lick my clit. Sharp sensations ofpleasure shot through me and I started to reduce my struggles. Myfingers spread out and I wanted to stretch because of the amazing feelingof ecstacy that was flowing through me."Hmmm...my toy is all wet and ready for me now," the woman said sexily.She. I caught whiffs of them both in slight breezes. They were smelly, but it was a sweaty scent that is much more delicate and less musky than a man.We stopped that night and I asked if they minded if I camped in the same area as them. They said it would actually make them feel better to have a man with them. So we stopped and put up our tents and made some food. We sat around and talked and I decided to turn in for the night. Then I overheard them whispering. I don’t know who was talking but the. Or any surgeons for that matter. It’s something for you to remember as Jessica gets older.”“She’ll hate that,” I said.“So do I. But at some point, we become teachers, not doers. It has to be that way for the patients’ sake. But a lot of doctors won’t admit that. It helps that I have a gift, a curse really, of being a decent administrator. That gives me more career options than other doctors might have. There are a limited number of teaching jobs. We’re not like lawyers where we can create more.