But she always made a point to compare them to me, me and my "worthless pathetic sissy dick" as she referred to it. But as humiliating as it was, I be...an to enjoy listening to her tell of her sexual encounters with others. In time I would beg her to tell me the intimate details of sex with real men, how it felt to have his cock fucking her mouth, his balls slapping at her chin, the explosion of his hot cum in the back of her throat, or the sensation of his large hard cock first entering her,. She was wearing Chanel No. 5 perfume, my favorite. As she pressed herself against me, I noticed that she was not wearing a bra. Being a 34A, she really did not need to wear one but I had never known my wife to go in public braless unless she was wearing a bathing suit. "Mmm, something is missing," I whispered in her ear, half joking, as I pushed against her left breast with my right hand. She kissed me again and responded, "That is not the only thing that is missing," as her left hand rubbed. I kept this up all the way to the resort, I just loved watching his cock bob around when it was hard. I did tell him I'd take care of it when we got settled at the resort. Once there we checked in, unpacked, changed into swim wear and headed for the water park. A lot of fun. When done, we showered, put on casual clothes and got some supper, then back to the room where I informed Tom, no more clothes until we left the room in the morning. He loved that thought and didn't hesitate to get. She seemed to want more, wanting to suck on my cock until it came alive and grew hard again, but I was starting to suspect this was only a tactic. ‘I’d love to let suck me all night, but I still have to see the doctor.’ I pushed her out of the way, while she looked at me still with that crazed hunger in my eye, and at this point I was starting to think the whole world has gone mad. I finally barged into the doctor’s treatment room, and I was a bit startled at what I found. The doctor sat calmly.