The distant sound of the wind in the trees outside, blended with the pounding of my heart, as she shuddered and sighed in my lap, as she climaxed. She...held me tight, as she kissed me with unbridled passion on the mouth.She leaned back, a contented look on her face, with her arms still clutching me and smiled a gentle smile. Once again she began pumping herself up and down on my cock penis. I reached for her breasts, fondling them briefly, until the sensation of her engulfing vagina overwhelmed. What if I couldn’t handle the jealousy? What if the guy fell in love with her? What if it drove a wedge in our marriage? What if he opened his big mouth and our friends or family found out? These things scared the shit out of us, and we both concluded that the only way it would work is if it were some guy that was a stranger, had no mutual friends, and didn’t live close. Bryce seemed to fit the bill perfectly, but it had been months since we had joked about the idea, so I still wasn’t quite. "This was exactly what I wanted to hear. If the euphoriant had caused him to harden more or increase his desire, that would indicate a psychological block was present. The prime suspect now was a low testosterone level. His blood test results would confirm that, but the final drug I would use would give him a brief spike in testosterone and his response to that would determine whether he could achieve truly satisfying orgasms or whether he would spend the rest of his life without them.I. "Oh no, I couldn't, my husband would have killed me," she sobbed."But you were drugged and raped," said Sharp."I know, but he wouldn't have believed me," her eyes still wet from her tears."They said if I told anybody, they would show the tape to my husband," her sobs again racked her shapely body."Can you tell me anything about these two guys, names and descriptions," continues Sharp, after her sobs had slackened off."Well, one's name is Joe, he's the nasty one, he slapped me around a bit when.