He approached the object and sniffed the air, he could smell a female, but the only females on the ship had been the humans and humans did not smell l...ke this. It smelled like a female of his kind, and it was very near. That was not possible! Females exuded a powerful pheromone that prepared the male for breeding, any serious work was impossible for a male in the presence of a female, they were not allowed on scout ships. All females were on the home world.He peered into the bathtub, and saw. "That isn't really what I meant when I asked what you wanted for your birthday, honey," I replied, feeling dejected. I wasn't prepared to hear my wife ask me to fuck another man, especially not as a gift from a husband to his wife. "Well, I've been thinking about this for a while and that is what I want," she said, seeming to have already made up her mind. "So, it isn't enough that you've already fucked two other men in the last six months?" I said, hoping to guilt her out of it. "Yea, having. Seeing ... Bobby. It was more than a mere ‘desire.’ It was a drive. She took the phone and put it to her ear. As a “muse” sometimes inhabits an author’s fingers, something in her brain took over and spoke for her.“Mrs. Pendleton,” she said. “Hi. I’m mortified that I didn’t think of having Bobby call you sooner. We’re still at school. I got stuck with monitoring detention this week. Bobby was my only charge and we got to talking about his math homework. I minored in Mathematics. We both sort of. “Love sucking your toes, El,” said Nish.He placed my legs on the bed, got his ass out of the bed, went to the refrigerator, got the cake, and applied it on my breasts.After placing the cherry on the cake on both my nipples, he asked, “Do you want to see how you look, El?”. I said yes, took my phone, asked him to click a pic of my breasts. It was a sight to be remembered, which I cherish even today.The masseur Nish looked into my eyes again, came closer, but this time he did not kiss me. He.