Nichole came into the exam room and sat down at her desk. “Well ? How did it go?” she asked. Before I could say anything my wife started talking. ...��It went pretty good, George stayed hard long enough for me to orgasm, but not long enough to have one of his own.” Nichole sat there and thought for a few minutes. “Ok, George, mind if I ask you a few questions about how you masturbate?” “I guess not.” I replied. “Ok then, do you massage your scrotum when you masturbate?” I told her I. ” She made the universal ‘you’re-so-funny-but-not-really’ face.OK, it’s that talk. We hadn’t had it in a few months. This was like a tune up to make sure that we were in relationship-synch and still a functioning unit. It was necessary but it was healthy. I had to admit though, I was feeling strongly attached lately. We were a fucking machine, parse that any way you care to.“Well, I am hopelessly in love with you and can’t see any signs of stopping,” I recited.She responded in garbled speak as. The toy measured an impressive twelve inches in length by two inches in width. It was one of the largest such toys on the market and now it was mine. All mine. Uh-oh! I muttered when I realized a few things. First of all, my plan to unpack my newest toy to help me focus on my work had totally failed. That was what brought me to my next realization. I was horny. Believe it or not, the sight of a vibrator turned me on. Or maybe it was the thought of what I could do with it. Whatever, the reason,. I couldn’t help myself and started to come. He replaced his fingers with his mouth and drank at my pussy juices. “Oh Brian, you’re an amazing lover. I hope you'll be able to teach me more. I loved everything we did today.” “I loved it too. Yes, I'll be coming to play with you. I think next time, I’d like you to call your stepfather. I’d love to have a threesome with the two of you. I've always wanted to have sex with another man. Do you think he’d be up for that?” “I think he could be.