He always made sure to do this in front of the husband to embarrass even further the woman. To the sick twisted psyche of the doctor, this brought a s...xual satisfaction much greater than intercourse. He often wished he could hear the conversations held in the car on the couples’ way home. In his imagination he could hear the wife telling her husband she didn’t care what he thought she had to have, whatever his name happened to be. Dr. Carter was using his device for his own pleasure so much he. "Now, now, Meg, I know how you feel, but it's not the end of the world. If we stick together, we can handle this." H-how?" Meg wept on Brad's shoulder."By showing Helen and Luke," he answered while stroking her hair, "that they aren't the only ones who can play this game." Wh-what do you mean?" Meg tearfully asked."Just relax, Sis," Brad advised. "And trust me."Then his hands began tenderly roaming. One of them wound up caressing the slope of his sister's tit, the other patting her shapely. When we reached our suite, we fucked like animals, both of us turned on by her bold, uncharacteristic, provocative public behavior. After we caught our breath, I told her that if she actually wanted to fuck someone else, it would be all right with me. Duh, as if she wasn’t perceptive enough to know that. And since she was on the pill, I suggested she could even do it bareback. “You know how I love eating your creampied pussy,” I told her, watching to see how she reacted to the idea of me eating. He was not as tall as Marcus, but nice, 6 foot 2 or so. He was also the first black man I would call cute, and being without sex for a couple of weeks, I decided to try something new. I got dressed up nicely, white blouse and a mid size skirt to show off my fit, athletic legs enough to show them off, but not too short to say slut. Add in my favorite pumps with my toenails polished red,and I was as sexy as I could be. After dinner and a movie we ended up at his apartment for some drinks. .