”“Thanks, I might just go downstairs to the family room, sit there for a bit.”I sat down in the family room and put some music on the stereo, th... Alan Parson’s Project ‘Turn of a Friendly Card’. I had been sitting there for about ten minutes when Traci came down to see how I was going.“Do you mind if I just check your blood pressure and other vitals?” she asked. “I’m just worried about you, Will.”She took my blood pressure, 130 over 89; a little high, but not high enough to be concerned. My. There were no stirrups like you always see in the porn movies. She was just laying on her back, naked form the waist down.The doctor immediately lubricated his fingers (he was not wearing gloves) and started to examine my wives labia carefully. He was slow and methodical. I should probably point out that my wife was extremely attractive and had been one of ‘those kinda girls’ in school; the kind that is always going out with older boys and sneers at those her own age. Because the doctor had. Harper. We were now lost souls, andour fate was irrevocably sealed.Deep down, the fear of being fished out of a canal whenMr. Teene's clients had tired of me was being suppressedby the thought of all that hard, dominant sex. My cockbegan to twitch as Mr. Pain and Mr. Pleasure began toargue with Mr. Self-Preservation over who really had mybest interests at heart. Of course, any opportunity toescape would be seriously considered, but Mr. Fear had tobe absolutely sure I wouldn't be risking my nuts. This process was repeated until the water from my hair ran clear then she lathered her hands and started in on my shoulders, arms and chest. This was followed up with a warm soothing rinse with a soft cloth. Taking the basin she squatted down in front of me, how she balanced on those heels remains a mystery to me. Once again with lathered hands she slowly worked her magic up my calves stopping at the knees to rinse. Looking down I had a clear and pleasant gaze of the two open buttons on her.