I massaged her for around half an hour and then she felt some relief and told me to rest for a while and she is also feeling sleepy. Now I was not sle...py but closed my eyes. After half an hour I opened my eyes and was shocked to see my aunt’s hand moving into her dress. She thought that I have slept but I looked at the whole scene and I could not believe my eyes. As I was only in my jeans I felt a hard-on. I could see the part of her thigh as her dress was up slightly and open. Now she started. There was a definite line of moisture along Afton's crack that was showing through on her panties, and Miss Richards commented on how attractive Afton's vagina looked while covered by the white cotton panties. By now Afton was so aroused and in such dire need of sexual relief, she offered no resistance when Miss Richards let her fingers slip inside of her panties casuing Miss Richards to coo, "Oh my, Afton, you have a very wet vagina, are you in need of an orgasm, dear?!?"Afton didn't answer,. I look at the intern and he smiles warmly at me. God, not another disarming doctor. My mind is racing and I know if I take off my pants, they'll both see my now raging erection. "It's ok," the intern says, "Doctor Bohanan and I have worked together for some time now. There is nothing to be embarrassed about." I nod again, not trusting my voice to work. I am honestly not sure what this is leading to, but my heart thuds in my chest. Doctor Bohanan gets up from his chair and comes over to me. He. A chair bumped into me and a slightly slurred voice muttered an apology in terrible Italian. If nothing else, I was gratified that I was, at least, passing for a native out on the town. It was probably my bad haircut and wrinkled suit jacket and slightly disreputable look with a three day beard."That is quite all right, my dear young woman. They insist on squeezing in all the tables even on an evening when the customers are few and far between."We were approaching the end of the normal evening.