I stirred uneasily, my husband slept beside me, his wife, likewise, slept to his left.His fingers rested quietly on the back of my mid thigh, the know...edge of his intent, touching me intimately, was a bold declaration to my womanhood, I knew he had been masturbating himself between his wife and I, so I knew he was prepared, and I was his intended victim.I was exciting myself, magnifying the events for my own sexual gratification, my last sexual relations with my husband, was over a year back,. "He opened the sliding door on the side and motioned for me to get in. Again I hesitated. He just smiled at me and stepped inside and motioned for me to sit in front of him."This is the control for space," he pointed at a panel, "and this for time," indicating another. "Tell you what, I'll leave you alone in here so you can look at the design and things. Feel free to make a little trip. I'll just wait here." He started to climb out of the van."Wait," I said. "How come I can see you if this is. I started to kiss his chest, his nipples, his bellybutton till I came near his pants. I slowly opened his button and slid my hand inside. I wanted to touch him. He was not wearing his underwear. I slowly slid his pants down and saw his tool it was a big one. He sat up and opened my salwar kameez till my body had only bra and panties. I was getting hotter and hotter the sight and the slow pace of love making was making me mad. He slowly laid me down and started to kiss me all over. I was moaning. “I guess so. It was this big when it came out.”The dimensions she indicated were clearly ridiculous. Unless it was as skinny as a finger, it couldn’t have been that long and come out her vagina.I wanted more information, but the robots broke up and Wynston whisked me back home. He spent the afternoon in his workshop restoring something from the old days. I watched him from the porch until I got bored and then I went inside and put on my helmet and went into stasis until he wanted me for.