Jenny would call it my little fetish, that is my liking for her sexy underwear and for licking her pussy when she came home in the evenings or after a...night out. We didn't see it as a problem that we weren't having full sex very often, even though we had only been married a month or so. We were both fully satisfied and happy with the way our sex life was going.We also began looking through men's magazines together. This started after Jenny brought one home from work claiming that one of her. On the screen in front of me, every single line twisted and turned, spiraled and spun, rolled and rippled, and eventually… No… it couldn’t be. I clicked the mouse. I must be looking at the wrong screen. I wasn’t. Right there in front of me. Seventy-six seemingly non-complementary data sets converged into a single point. I smiled and spent the next three hours re-checking the work. Apparently, despite the pain and misery, I had done something productive last night. I don’t know how… I can’t. ??Shit,? Gear whispered. He hadn?t thought that far ahead. Once again,his boss had proven why he was so damn good at his job. ?I suppose Icould introduce an electromagnetic component, but that would be toobroad-based and could end up with you turning into a human magnet.??I?d prefer to avoid that situation,? he commented dryly.Taking out a sheet of paper, Gear began scribbling out a mathematicalformula that appeared faster and faster as inspiration suddenly struck.?Okay, I think I can work that. The water made her body glisten. It was so hot I couldn't get enough of it. I reached up and fondled her tits and rubbed her clit with my other hand. I didn't want this to end but looking at the clock outside the shower I could see she only had a few minutes before she had to leave. "Hurry honey, I need to go." I pumped her wetness even faster. "Is this fast enough for you mom?" "Oooh I love it baby. I need to go..oh my that feels good!" I fucked her for another minute before she said something.