“What do we watch tonight?” I asked as she got up to go get something to drink.She came back and sat on my recliner arm again and handed me a beer...and asked, “What about that new horror movie?” “Fine with me,” I answered as she bent to pick up the remote. My eyes taking in that tight young ass.She slid off the arm of the chair next to me and I scooted a bit so she could get comfortable. Her aroma was still in the air and my thin pajama bottoms were not going to do me much good if the little. '"With that said," the doctor continued, "you need to know first off our clinic specializes in dealing with people... primarily men, who suffer from some form of sexual dysfunction."Argie's face brightened as she replied, "Oh, yes, I understand. That's why I want to help."A look of puzzlement crossed Doctor Coughlin's face. "What?" he said, and Argie leaped in and summarized her reasons for wanting to become a surrogate.After hearing her out, Doctor Coughlin said, "We deal with men who can't. As your fingers contribute, I feel my tummy tightening. Thoughts of your mouth and fingers overtake all others. My mind is trapped between my legs in these moments. As my breath quickens, I know relief will soon follow. You feel it coming, and apply more pressure, willing me to release now. I come. You hold my legs and nuzzle my mound as all the day's worries wash away. Sliding back up to me, you kiss my cheek, slide my nightgown back down over my bottom, and tuck me in the soft covers. A sound. He looked sheepish, then closed the cockpit door to the captain's chuckles. Tammy's look of outrage was quickly replaced with a look of apology when she looked back at me. "Emm-Jay, I will bring this gentleman's bags up, but I ain't loading the cargo.", she said to Mary-Jo. I held my hand up to stop Tammy, "I can handle my own bags, ladies. It's okay. How about the two of you go over your training and testing checklist, whilst I move my luggage up here?" I gestured to Tammy's checklist on her.