“I’m starting to feel very nervous again.”“Really? Like the other night?” I asked, smiling.“Even worse!”I gave her an innocent look. “...hould I call Doctor Shemel?”That caused my wife to break down in laughter. “I don’t think he’s going to provide the treatment I need.”“Well, I’d hate to see you continuing to suffer if I could help. It’s just the kind of guy I am.”“You’re so wonderful. Come on.” She stood up and tugged my hand. I grabbed my crutches and she helped me to my feet. I took a final. But she was very caring and she always made sure I was in a perfect mental and physical condition.I remember one time when I was sick she was with me the whole time. I have a 1 bhk flat which is 3 kms away from my college. She was with me for like 2 days. She gave me a foot massage and even made different types of soups for me. That was the first time she kissed my forehead and looked in my eyes as if she wanted to kiss my lips right then. That was the time when she made me fall for her. She was shaking her hips as always, and I'm sure everyone knew she was a slut. Every now and then, Bill like to come up behind her and grope at her ass. He either sneaked his hand under, or lifted her skirt exposing her butt. He loved doing this in front of people. He would also grope at her tits, lifting them, pulling them apart, and sometimes exposing them. He loved showing her off, and letting her know she was his property. That day in particular, he kept doing all these things, but suddenly. "Keep going........"Stranger: "I'd be willing to give you an A if you help me get off..."You: "I could do that." I throw my shirt on the ground. "Wanna better view of..." I gesture towards my Nice sized titsYou: "Teach?" I pull my jeans down a littleStranger: I tear off my shirt, and drop my pants, exposing my rock hard cock. "I need you now..."You: I yank my bra off, pull down my jeans, exposing my black thong and take that off too. "I need a good taste of your cock..." I bend down and start.