I wanted to punch the son-of-a-bitch’s lights out. Lucky for him I knew what to do.”“John slept with your wife?”“Several times. Don’t be s... surprised. My wife is a psychologist, too. We often have sex with others in our work. In this case, John and Lilly were working on a study protocol I developed for physical and emotional attractors. I asked them to study extramarital pick-up sex at the Prohibition Bar. They were to observe behaviors and try them on others who came to the bar. The techniques. Pay attention, because this actually matters. They weren't communal - thankfully, or I would never have showered. On my floor there was a shower room with three individual cubicles. They all had good thick shower curtains, so nobody could see you. It wasn't great, but it was private enough.The only problem was that the cubicles were too small to bring your clothes and towel into. They'd get soaked. So I used to keep my towel hanging up outside the shower curtain, and my clothes on the bench on. ‘So if you value your life you worthless worm, then run away and escape from my clutches while you still have the chance. Go and hide behind your two worthless balls. Because if you choose to fight then you will be dead today. I will kill you today. This would be the last day of your life’.‘Even now as I'm berating you, I can see that you have already started getting scared as I can see that there is a tear of fear in your one eye and you are dripping your juice on to the floor. I can see that. I pinch her nipples, and grip her breast, as she lets out a moan.I sneak my hand down to her panties and begin tracing the outline of her clit through her white cotton panties, while still kissing her i begin to apply pressure to her clit-I can begin to feel her dampness leaching through her panties, i stop kissing her, pull up her shirt and begin licking her perfect nipples-"That feels so good", she purred- "you are making me wet" "Really?" I asked, "hmmm let me feel" i said as i slid her.