I had brought three condoms with me, instead of the two we'd discussed earlier. I passed them all to her. She put two on the back shelf and handed the...third back to me. "Put it on. Just pull it over the tip and unroll it down your cock." and she started shifting around in the seat until her feet and legs were to either side of me. Her left hand still busy rubbing.Looking at the foil packet in my hands I found an "easy tear" notch near one corner and opened it, pulling the rubbery thing out into. I guess a girl can dream, huh?"The very next morning, Ryan called to ask Carol to dinner. Not really thinking about what she was saying, Carol asked "Don't you at least want to wait until dinner here to see all of me?" When there was silence from Ryan, she almost broke up. "Oh, Ryan, please forgive me. You didn't deserve that. I... I guess I..." It's OK, Carol. I think we all have some scars that pop up now and then. I really enjoyed talking with you last night, and I would really like to. And without another word, he leapt on top of me and began tearing the clothing from my young, nubile, overheated body."No! Stop!" I screamed, to no avail. I tried to fend him off, But he was much too strong.Wait. If I'm gonna be truly honest here, I have to say that I didn't struggle as much as I could have, because my young cunt was aching to see what this tall, blond, Nordic male had in his pants.But hey, a nice Jewish girl has to keep up appearances, so I continued to scream in protest of. When my wife first met Dr, Sharon C. it was her first day at work. Sharon was an orthopedic surgeon and my wife was her new assistant. Sharon was your typical doctor...driven, confident, and the boss. My wife was more nurturing and had a better bed side manner. They were opposites but the made it work. They did share a lot of interests and became good friends. We had hung out with Sharon and her husband Jake many times. Sharon's bitchiness wore on my wife. Bonnie would constantly say she was.