The last of Eric's friends that he had over, Ashton, sniffed the air and chuckled. "She's wet, check her." Thomas laughed and slipped a finger up her ...kirt and into her panties. He pulled them back out and presented his now wet finger to the other men in the room. "She's soaking," he announced, and licked the juices off his finger. "Sweet." Eric stood up and pulled Tris to their dining table. It was big and wooden, seeming to dwarf the woman. He dragged her across it and let her legs dangle. I could see my wife was objecting to this, why I didn't know. Surely her protestations should have begun in earnest a long time before they'd reached this stage!He slumped back into his seat but left a hand up under her skirt. His arm began to move energetically as he fiddled with her pussy. I knew what he was doing although he might be surprised to find my wife was clean shaven down below. It was something she'd come to late but now she couldn't bear to have any pubic hair.Yep, he was. I drove to her house trying not to think about my wife's ass or the way her nipples pressed into my hands through her nurse uniform. The more I tried not to think about her, the more I could not help it, so I just concentrated on the drive and listened to the radio. As I pulled into my sister's driveway I could see the house was hopping with people. She was not in costume when she answered the door, just a plain dress but she looked great anyway."Hey s*s... I thought this was a costume party,". Maybe we can track that slime down and double-team him?"Keven stopped outside the door to the medical center and grinned. "Deal."The checkup was thorough but a bit impersonal for my taste. I couldn't fault the doctor on his skill, but I'd always been more comfortable with people that had a personality. Give me a doctor like House any day of the week. Keven waited patiently in the small waiting room for me to finish. I nodded to the young black man sitting there reading a magazine and let Keven.