That’s when Charlene and I started addressing the trouble in our marriage. No more dinners with our friends happened after that. As Carl and I sat d...wn, the mother and daughter started placing the dinner on the table. Dot brought out, as I call it, a fancy-schmancy salad with walnuts, cranberries, feta and other stuff. This was followed by several kinds of vegetables and slightly floured chicken breasts pan fired in olive oil and seasonings. I remember meals like that at Dot’s and Carl’s house. You, Mr. Sampson, may watch. But in silence, please."An interesting attitude for a shopkeeper, but the good Dr. Rosen was used to having her way. She was also one of very few experts I could have turned to for the particular type of help I sought. I stayed quiet and out of the way as I watched the two lab-coated women efficiently strip my charges, help them up onto the two exam tables, fit their legs in the stirrups, and strap down their legs and arms. Their legs were spread wide, much wider. She'd stick her tongue up my snatch, eating me out while I stared into Kyle's dark, almond-shaped eyes. We'd share the little whore together.Her fingers pumped faster while her other hand massaged her small breast through her bra and panties.After we both had cum, then Kyle would stick his big dick in me. He'd fuck me so hard and I would kiss him and stare into his eyes as we shared our love. My breasts would rub against his muscular chest and we'd cum together!She shuddered, climaxing on her. She raised her gaze, grimaced and gave a small sigh which I took to be one of disappointment. Kneeling on the uncomfortable, bobbled changing room tiles, she took my cock in her hand and oh so slowly began to wank me.“You want to cum, don’t you, Joseph?”“Mmmm yes.”“Yes, what?”“Mmmm yes, Miss.”“You will have to learn to control yourself,” she advised, “it will come with age, you’ll see.” Her thumb stroked the sensitive gland on the underside of my cock as she spoke, her eyes never leaving.