“As for the wife, before the Trial begins, she muststop using all forms of birth control.” Sheila gasped –it sounded like a mixture ...f fear and excitement – andJulie continued. “The Trial begins at the beginning ofyour next fertile cycle, and we hold a group eventwhere the boyfriend fucks you as many times as he can –usually four or five at least. Whether it’s that night,or months later, the stud we assign to you will get youpregnant. Everyone will know. I was about to disrobe in a brightly lit room in full view of my teenage son. It was not like at night in the darkened room where unplanned passion ruled the night. Yes, he had seen me naked and performing sexual acts for his enjoyment and mine. He touched me. I touched him. He fucked me. No, that wasn’t right. I had fucked him. Somehow this was different. I watched as he walked around the bed and turned his back to me as he bent over to slip off his bathing suit. I watched him climb into bed. “Take your shorts off” she said to Benji and he happily obliged and now Debbie was on cloud nine having two erect cocks at her disposal. “Here, have a feel” she said and Ben was a bit reluctant at first until I told him it was ok to experiment and his warm hand then took over while Debbie looked on, I could see her nipples pushing against her vest top as her son held my cock slowly rubbing.“I think you are overdressed Debs” I said as she looked on and her smile said it all as she peeled off her. After that, she said "Take of everything. Keep your underwear on. Here's a sheet to cover yourself."The sheet was a square of paper, unfolding enough to cover my body but without the arm holes of a hospital gown. Possibly it was intended for modesty, because certainly it wasn't meant for warmth."Doctor will be with you shortly," she said as she left the room. I had to stifle a sarcastic snort. Soon I was down to a strapless bra and bikini panties. Unlike many women, I wear flaming red when I.