I don't think anything ever will again, not after the kiss my ex gave me. That'd overpower anything. Just to make sure, I down another bottle. The cha...r's already reached its saturation point and the liquid flows to the edge and Niagaras over.That's right. Nothing had flavor.I shake my head. I need to get things straight. I'm dead. My wife's dead. What's the point of going on? Because I'd already given up once. Because I owed it to her to go on. Because I'd already failed her three times and. I'm just saying that if we were careful Mike and Jo would never find out what we did and we would get over our feelings of guilt. Anyway, think about it. I won't bring this up again. But if you decide that you would like to get together, just let me know."I promised to think about it and let her know if I changed my mind. Then we sat quietly as we finished our coffee.That night Jo and I had sex. I hadn't been that horny in several months and Jo noticed. She asked, "What's gotten into you? You. "I don't think I've ever cum harder in my life." I answered. "So when do I get a turn?" Dr. Julie asked. I leaned in and kissed Dr. Julie, a kiss filled with very real affection. I focused on the sensation of our bodies touching, breast against breast, stomach against stomach, our legs trying to intertwine. Our panties grazing, making her feel this morning was very special for me, for her, for us. We stood away after a while, breathing hard. And then hungrily enjoyed the breakfast.We were. They ranged from very attractive to stunningly beautiful - that would be our Pixie. I wasn't about to touch, but I sure enjoyed looking.We had bras, camisoles, sports bras and topless. There were thongs, boy cut, lace, and see-through panties. Rachel came up behind me, stuck her tongue in my ear, and then whispered, "Isn't this wonderful. They trust us. Trust YOU! I can't believe the difference."Early on, Carole broke the ice by inserting herself under my arm and declaring, "I'm definitely not.