"So you're not mad about it?" I asked."Shut up while you're ahead, kid," he said. "Can't say I was happy about it, but it was my fault for not switchi...g her off, and at least she zeroed in on you instead of throwing herself at customers. Plus after seeing the way you look at her, I don't have the heart to fire you." I didn't have a response for that other than to groan at the wonderful feeling Alison's lips and tongue were giving my dick.I tried to keep my focus on her, rather than to look up. I noticed Paul had no underwear on and his cock was still limp but was hanging down at least 6 inches. It was almost as long soft as mine was hard and it was much thicker as well. Christina came over and pulled my wife's panties down to reveal her soft, bald, gorgeous pussy. She brought them past my nose and I greedily sniffed their hot scent. She told me to strip and put my wife's panties on like the bitch I was. I did and they noticed my cock was hard as a rock and my balls were swollen up. It was the tone I reserved for my most truculent patients. An authoritative tone I had learned in medical school. I used it infrequently now, needing it only occasionally to talk a violent or obsessed patient into co- operating with the staff. It was the tone I thought would work in dealing with the subconscious creation standing in front of me. But it was only the tone I could muster, for the sound that came from my mouth was weak and feminine, not authoritative."You bet it is baby, it's. I could smell her perfume since I was sitting so close and it smelled wonderful. She headed down a barely perceptible trail and I glanced at her from time to time as she was concentrating on where she was going. I couldn't help but notice the wonderful things her now, much larger breasts were doing as she hit bump after bump. Apparently she was enjoying it too, or it was just a natural reaction, but I started to notice her nipples were getting hard and starting to show through the thin cotton.