I moved to take her shirt off her, she helped me and threw it across the room. I was really starting to get hot when I saw her amazing naked boobs, so...soft and perky. I just had to taste them. I leaned over and sucked on her beautiful nipples, while my hand found her crotch, feeling it through her pants.I couldn't quite feel her warmth through her pants, so I lifted her butt off the couch and pulled them off as well and threw them to the floor not too far from her shirt. She watched me with. Clara… Clara... I'm sorry..." he uttered pitifully before the Cyber-Planner recovered his territory.The quick turnaround had opened a door to the Doctor's darkest fantasies, and the Cyber-Planner raised an eyebrow as he skimmed through the compromising positions his host had imagined Clara in."Oh, he isn't sorry at all," said the Cyber-Planner. "Ever since he met you the Doctor has dearly wanted to do... this!" he finished and shoved his cock deep inside her.Clara cried out as the Cyber-Planner. Who were we to judge? Ash, Alex and I had our own little thing going. She and I understood and loved the hot wife attraction. Consequently, we found everything they did fascinating, including the exhibitionist games (which was voyeurism for Kevin) they would often play. Like... driving down the highway, and as they put it... "with both tops down!" Or finding very inventive ways to expose her in public places with no panties. The ideas they came up with were endless. We took their suggestions. She heard them talking among themselves about their lives but they never asked about hers. They would discuss where they would go to eat lunch but never invited her to join them. Her days were all the same and she walked home over the same streets across the same cracked and broken sidewalks. She passed the same rundown buildings to get to her apartment. She never called it her home, just her apartment. He saw when she walked by returning from where ever she had been. He always paused to watch.