“You’re legs are having a seizure. Take off your pants and I’ll massage them for you.”He said that he didn’t think it was a good idea. Well,...duh! It was better than his legs binding up from shaking. So I knelt in front of his chair and undid his pants. He was so thankful! He kept on repeating “Oh Kryssi, oh Kryssi,” over and over.Well, first his boxer shorts got in the way so I had to pull those off so I could massage his legs back into life. Then the air conditioning combined with my wet dress. A lot will be expected of you if you sign on," he said. "The job does require a deal of travel too, I should add." I nodded."Rlies?" I said. She nodded vigorously."Oh yes, honey, this is just what we, you, were hoping for. And we'll be working for the same company. Not the same divisions, but at least the same firm," she said.I threw up my hands. I was happy, I guess; at least my search was over. My wife was happy for sure. Nothing had been said about income at that point, but I was betting it. "They walked back across the street to the quick-mart and He started up the engine of his twin. She smiled and hopped on the back after he mounted the iron steed. The power of the twin pulsed her wet pussy causing her to almost orgasm at just the thought of what this stud would do for her. She directed him to her place, at times almost forgetting as she fell deep in heat at the smell of his leather, arriving just short of her climaxing from the anticipation."Upstairs is mine" she said as she. Looking behind herself she noted I was transfixed with the in-out action, she barked to me to get hold of his balls and squeeze as hard as I could, clearly linking this with stopping his sperm, should he cum while inside her.I reached out and encircled his testicles, closing my index finger round his scrotum and squeezing it to my thumb, determined to stop every last sperm from escaping into her vagina.His was hurting bad and complained I was hurting him, but she said, 'Fuck him, squeeze as.