I began reading Wassermann’s stories about sisters, but it was too depressing. I didn’t need realism. Perhaps there was something lighter.*“Sir?...��“Yes, Josef?”“There is a telephone call for you.”“And?”“It is Frau Anderson.”“Ah.”“She says she must speak with you.”“I don’t understand.”“I think she is asking whether she can come here.”“I see. Yes, whenever she wishes. Tressler visits, why not Louise?”“I will tell her.”Josef reported that she would be here before 16:00. I told him to make certain. The trucker said that she looks really hot licking her nipples, and I said that she really loves it when someone else licks her nipples. He took the hint, and moved in, and bent over between her legs, and started to lick her nipples. He was licking and sucking, and gently biting her nipples, and this was driving her wild. I was so focused on this man a stranger sucking my wife’s nipples, that I wasn’t really watching what he was doing with his hands. He had been playing with her pussy putting. Then just as quickly, she began tearing off her clothes. In seconds, my sweet, sexy care giver was naked and allowing me to inspect her soft voluptuous and oh so sexy curves. I gasped when her shaved cunt came into view. I had never seen a more inviting sight. Her obvious excitement glistened between her gaping thin lipped womanly folds. Shelia took my hard cock in her hand and lead me over to the bed. As I laid down, she straddled me then lowered her lips and tongue to my twitching hardness. I. Dewey was only drinking beer with me, and very little liquor anymore. He said he wanted to make sure his body stayed in shape for his young wife. She was a month younger than Dewey.Dewey's plane came into Tampa International and parked, waiting for the two couples, early Friday morning. There were lots of hugs and kisses, as well as moist eyes.Just like the snap of a finger, they were gone.Mercy felt she could contribute more to Sue's work than to the S&S shop, so the two of them became daily.