What did he know?“Why are you whispering?” the doctor asked, but he was whispering, too.“Why are you whispering?” Carter shot back, but still ...otto voce.“Because you are. We are focused here on a holistic patient experience. We want you to feel good and cared for. And understood,” the doctor explained, still continuing to whisper.“Oh,” Carter leaned back in his chair.Yeah, right. If he were to talk about the fact that he was not in his own body, but someone else’s, the nice doctor would just. Although I love that little fur girl, I really wish I were just going home to you. As we pull into the airport, I notice that you are not going to the departure curb, but that you are going to short term parking. You look at me with a devilish grin and say;"Remember when we used to sneak away at lunch and I would suck you dry in my car at some vacant parking lot?"I am beaming…"Hell Yea!" I am thinking as I realize I still have a couple of hours before my flight leaves. I am grinning from ear. So she never opened up about her desires to him.Finally, she made up her mind and discussed her fetishes and asked him that they should try but he apart from telling no also gave her a long speech of how spoiled is her mind and asked her to get rid of them as it is not good.She loves her husband, she is ok if he doesn’t do all that stuff but at least she opened up and tried asking him.She has always been happy with him but a feeling of dissatisfaction still remained deep inside her which slowly. Her question caught me totally off guard. I was like a deer blinded by car lights. “I don’t have protection,” Chris remarked “but I am on the pill and I’m horny as hell.” As she spoke, she walked her finger across the bed and on to my chest, slipping them into an opening of my button-down shirt. “I think you’re hot,” Chris whispered, as she pushed her hand further into the opening of my shirt. She glanced down at my boxer shorts and my growing bulge. I silently unbuttoned my shirt to give her.