“Go to bed.” But even the word “bed” caused her to tremble a little.I went off like a good boy. I thought about going back in a little while a...d knocking on her door, but decided against it. Instead I masturbated and imagined her doing the same, congratulating herself on her willpower and cursing herself for her lack of adventure.The convention was quite amusing and some of the other people were interesting, but Lindy and I were trapped in a cloud of longing and fantasy.At 4pm we wrapped up the. He then told my wife to bend over the table. She looked angry but was more afraid of going to jail so she did as she was told.The young lady got up from her desk and carefully lifted my wife's dress up over her waist and then pulled her knickers down below her knees. I know that I should have been outraged but something about my bossy wife having her backside exposed for all to see sent a tingle through my balls.The female official then turned to a trolley that was against one wall. When she. She pushed me off her grabbed my cock and said lets go to bed . She led me to the bed and started sucking me again, soon we were in the 69 position and I was close . She stopped and sat up quickly. I was enjoying this when she said , shit my mom s home early grab your cloths fast ! I jumped up and grabbed my stuff as I heard the door opening. I couldn't make the front door without being seen so I dove under Carolyns bed again . I could her and someone else talking then she walked into. I had the woman I think is the epitome of sexiness in my arms. So, my cock responded. I know you shouldn’t yet. I know you wouldn’t want to even if the doctors approved. I wasn’t suggesting anything. I wake up with a hardon almost every morning, did even before we slept in the same room. I don’t ram it into you; I go piss and it goes away. I don’t hold you responsible for how your body acts; why do you hold me responsible for how my body acts?”“How can you say that about me?” Gwen asked. “I.