"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"Ruth felt movement on the recliner's seat cushion and her eyes shot back to her monitor. A labia shaped, gel-like mass, w...s rising up and curving in toward the junction of her thighs. The red dot on her labia was guiding the fluttering 'lips' toward the folds of her labia. She screeched with joy as the recliner's labia massager made contact and molded itself over her swollen sex. At the top of the massager, the clitoral tube extended itself toward the red dot that. Her pulse was racing, her breath coming in short gasps. "Shit!"Madeline needed to stop and take stock of her current emotions. What was she feeling?Jealousy, to be sure. A tiny amount of rage, too. She questioned herself, why? "I planned for all of this to happen," she told herself. "This is all my doing. Why am I upset?" Because," Madeline answered her own question,"You just watched your fucking husband untie another woman's bikini. She invited him to help take her clothes off - AND HE. Com her to come over and get some fresh coffee laid on. You might sometime tell me how a compromise is reached in projectile protection, beam protection and radiation proofing to decide what metal to use in hulls" waving at the chip viewer."Who? Me? Boss I'm a lowly captain appointed to sit at your feet to receive instruction on such erudite matters. I'm 'nav' and I rely on the experts to provide such things as hulls to keep me safe while I try to shift them from one place to another. I'll com. It's funny the less we had sex the more I thought about that night. I so wanted to see Lee's huge cock fucking her silly again. I wasn't sure how to go about it since we weren't even having sex. It was driving me crazy. I had to think of a way. So during the next week I told Lee to come over Friday after work. I told Mary that Lee had called and all he talked about was how great that night was. She act like it was nothing. But started asking me what he said. I knew it was something she would do.