You like that don't you Clarissa." I said,surprising myself with how throaty my voice had become."You make me feel so good."And it was true. This was ...reat, better than any sex we hadhad in a long time. I resolved to try to do something forDon that he would really like in return. For the momentthough, I savoured the feel of his mouth as he eagerlypleasured me, encouraging him, with moans of "Good girl"and "Sweet honey." every now and again. He was particularlyattentive, and made no move to try. Give the dark one that champagne rose, what's your name, sweetie? Lisa, huh? Lovely name. And the other one, Julie is it? Give her that white gerbera. Now make it look you are smelling each other's flower girls, hold your underarm before your breasts, yes, that's right, now smile, great. Can you look into each other's eyes for me?"They were like putty in his hands and when asked to look into each other's eyes they did. Julie was half a head taller then Lisa and so Lisa had to look up into. The room began to take on a whole different atmosphere, as the pheromones of both of them filled the space. She could feel her pussy leaking her love juices and before long she got a whiff of her personal musk in the air. God, I hope he doesn't smell that! She wailed in her own head. She was aroused when it came time to ask the infidelity questions that are standard for incoming patients. She stood up before asking and carefully placed her doodle pad face down on her desk as she slowly paced. "Jules, I don't know what to do." She hung her head and wept on my knee."You have to help me mother. I'm only a child, your son. I may sound brave, but I'm afraid. I tried to control it, but it was so intense, I couldn't keep my head."Mother looked up at me, cheeks flush and damp. Her mouth broke a grin, and she laughed. "I-I did." She allowed herself that laugh and let it grow for a moment, meeting my eyes with an unexpected sparkle. I was too pooped from my orgasm to react. I managed to.