“I don’t know,” I said. “The outfit is nice, but the scrubs seem sexier for some reason!”“I’m not SUPPOSED to be sexy, you pig!” Jessi...a said with a laugh. “I’m supposed to be professional. Sexy is for home. Or do you WANT doctors to hit on me?”“I thought you were immune to medical professionals. That’s why you hooked up with a computer programmer and a future chemistry professor!”“Hooked up? Is THAT what this is?” she asked in mock outrage.“Go to work, Babe,” I smirked. “When you come home,. Are you so unhappy that you think we can’t work things out or even try? Don’t you think I need an explanation?”“Of course, you do, but I’m not sure you’ll understand. I’ll start by asking, how long have we known each other?”“What the hell difference does that make?”“All the difference in the world. Just answer my question.”I thought a few seconds before replying, “Let’s see… about eight years? We’ve been married five years next month and we lived together three years in college…. It transcended the flesh and blood of copulation and showed itself to be the love we shared. We both knew that we could share the physical side of this with Anne or anyone else, but the love we had was ours alone. No one could replicate it or take it away. Tonight we were one. On Monday Molly called me at work, letting me know that it was time for me to meet her at the hotel. She would make another call shortly afterwards, this one to Anne, to tell her to meet her in the hotel room. I met Molly. From here I can watch you as I rub your now hard cock. I am holding your cock with one hand and fingering my clit with the other. I can feel myself getting close to cumming but I stop myself, I don’t want to make myself cum, I want you to make me cum… So I take my hand away from my clit and move it towards your balls. I gently cup them and roll them around in my hand while I am caressing your hard dick with the other hand. My fingers start moving away from your balls towards your ass, I know.