Just like every teenager, I also fantasized when I was wearing the plastic pants. I fantasized about everyone whether it was girls or boys they were a...l part of my sexual discovery. I also started my exploration physically. Feeling a bit with girls and playing "doctor" with friends. It started innocently looking at each other's dick and showing who got the biggest stiff. It was I who first pulled myself off in the presence of a friend and finished. A few friends did the same as me and even got. Contraception?”That was the extent of her roundabout speech: four words. To the sharpest point and shorter than expected. I hadn’t answered her question yet, so I wasn’t free to go. But what to say? The truth is probably best, I figured.“We’re being careful.”“If you need money or a ride to the drugstore, just say the word. No questions asked, no explanation necessary.”“Okay. Thanks.”“I’ll leave it at that, unless you have anything to say or ask?”“Not really. Except ... Maybe you should be. It’s funny but I hadn’t given any thought to the consequences of all this. I knew that we didn’t have any condoms in the house as I had had a vasectomy a year previous and I was pretty sure that the guys had not come prepared for what was happening, so Janet was more than likely taking these guys without protection. This was becoming almost surreal for me as I again realized that I wanted this to happen, this dangerous act of wild abandon that my wife seemed so eager to play out. I could now. Although her eyes were still closed, I could see the look of intensity and concentration on her face as her hands moved slowly up and down through her dark hair. Her motions were slow and deliberate, sometimes her hands moved in long strokes and others just her fingers would bend slightly. Her moaning grew louder as her breathing increased. I uncovered her breasts with my hand and used my finger and to lightly squeeze her nipples. I thought they were hard and excited before but doing this made.