He was right next to her. She could smell him. Like a rough, callused cowboy. Her man.“Okay!” Robert said, cheerfully. He picked up his can. “Wh...t do you want to do to celebrate?”“Celebrate,” Deanna thought.Right. He had gotten a promotion.She should show her man how appreciative she was. She was his wife, after all.Deanna sank gracefully to her knees. She pulled out her tits, first, to give Robert something to watch.He grinned. Getting a spectacular blowjob on his return home had nearly become. She can feel the tension in her building up and lifts her hand to his leg, slowly moving up to the top of his leg, stroking his inner thigh, slowly and tantalisingly. She lifts her face up and kisses him softly on the mouth, running the tip of her tongue along his bottom lip. Their kissing becomes more insistent as he slowly inserts one finger in her, moving in and out slowly, his thumb gently rubbing her clit. Her hand starts to unbutton his jeans and moves down, under his boxers, avoiding his. “Alright, sure.”“You can go ahead and get dressed.”I got down off the table. “Is that it? We’re all done?”“Yes. I gave you your exam, and then some. Your prostate is quite healthy. What else could there be?”“I thought maybe…”“Ah, I see. You thought maybe I would just lift up my skirt and show you my vagina again. Is that it?”“No…” My face felt hot. Was it ever possible for me not to be a megatronic dork? “Not exactly.”“Then what exactly?” She folded her arms and gave me a stern. After making arrangements to book into the same hotel, Holly sent me a personal message and said that her and Scott had been talking and would like, if I were willing, for me to be their camera man for a night. They apparently had often discussed having somebody film them having sex, but had always shied away from it. However, they felt they knew me well enough, but as I also lived across the Atlantic, I was in someways a stranger rather than one of their friends so I fitted the bill for them..