"Joel looked at her with a wry grin on his face."Now that's scary," he said."What's scary Joey? What do you mean?" Well, ya get one little bump on tha... pretty head and you become so rational!"He gave her a quick peck on the lips.Janie tickled his ribs and chuckled, "Oh I do, do I? Look who's talking. I see a cute goose-egg forming on that handsome noggin of yours too!" Oh ya wanna tickle huh?" said Joel as he reached under hers arms and gently tickled Janie."Yikes! No fair!"Their tickling. My wife’s was facing away from me and the nurse was facing me. I noticed then the nurse was watching the sheets moving and then she looked me in the eyes and had this passionate look on her face. I did not slow down I even moved the covers off so she could see how hard and how wet the head of my cock was. I notice she was licking her lips and I could hear my wife still sucking and drinking her milk. Then my wife stopped and came up for air and when she did she turned to me and smiled. "Damn her. I knew from our past friendship that Mike thought Tiffany was probably the hottest girl on the planet. He also felt that he was about as far beneath her as a person could get.By the time he was standing by the table I had my eyes open, the connection firmly established."You sure it's okay for me to sit here?" He asked, looking at me."No problem at all," I replied, not using the link yet since he already trusted me quite a bit."Why wouldn't it be okay?" asked Samantha as he sat down."Well,. Sure.”Melody and Lissa left me standing outside the racquetball court, already getting hard.“Next weekend,” Melody said out of the blue as we were eating that night. I’d done my best imitation of her formal invite and she’d accompanied me to The Twister, a retro café with a lot of 60s paraphernalia hanging on the walls. I looked at her blankly, not comprehending the non sequitur.“Next weekend is when we work on our final project. We’ll have all weekend, so plan to skip racquetball that Friday.