He is a chocolate colored hunk, tall and muscly and I immediately decide I am going to have him, or he have me.Maxine is a slim and tallish size 10-12...blond and as I told Roger, very pretty and around ten-years younger than us as is her man. She is wearing heels and very tight leather slacks which highlight her taut body with a white silk top.“We are to please and be pleased,” I tell her as we tongue kiss by way of greeting.“And so we shall,” she smiles confidently as she licks my nipples.Roger. Usually she's very efficient and doesn't talk much but that time she was a lot friendlier, smiling a lot and talking. I do not meet new people with my pants down, well, my kilt really. I'm a Scot and I wear one all the time, so I didn't put the gown on. This was a new doctor and I just wanted my kilt on when I met him. I'd waited the required ten minutes when another nurse came in. "What now?", was what my mind thought until she introduced herself. "Hi, I'm Dr. Ruth Marris and I'll be helping. A mantra made gooduse of my red lips. "What does this mean?"Jess's eye shadow brightened to a light blue, her cheeks pinkened, herlips gleaming as if they'd been soaked in some luscious oil. "Let'seat!" I recognized the style of makeup, it was dependent on body heat,triggered by galvanic resistance in the skin, the shades and colorsenhanced by mood."What does this mean?" I wondered, still half in trance.They dragged me, stumbling like a gawky doe, to the club where we wereemitted without. She would not have been at all pleased to know about him, and what he and I did together!With Marissa, fucking was this exhilarating, but fairly quick affair; and after not too long of a time, I'd be rolling over onto the bed next to her, having come with tremendous intensity---with Richard, my orgasms arrived only after a very lengthy, and deliberately drawn-out session, of what he called 'earning' them. Half jokingly he'd extol the virtues of working (hard) for any of the orgasms I might have.