Next, while she held his wiener in her hand she told me she didn’t think Mike was large enough to get his puny sperm into my cervix. In even further...humiliation she took away his tidy whities and then told him he had to get real mans underwear to keep from reducing his sperm count even more. She then instructed me to watch as she gave Mike a Prostate massage, saying it was important to see if he was capable of better sperm production. The doctor said that since Mike’s equipment was incapable. It felt squalid, shameful, both as a wife and mother I should be playing a part in such things, yet there was no denying, the thrill of exposing myself was intensely exciting. I lifted a leg, thinking he was going to remove my panties completely but he clearly hadnt planned as much. Pressing a hand on each knee he spread my legs apart, causing my knicker elastic to stretch to tearing point. That will do just fine! he told me, as he leaned forward towards my now exposed pussy. I could feel his. “So,” Maddie started with a seductive tone, “Do you think I’m old enough to date yet?” Matt could only nod as Maddie moved in closer. She had prepared for this moment for almost five years, but she was still incredibly nervous. Her breasts were now pressed up against Matt’s chest as she felt warmth coming off of his body. She nuzzled into his chest and then moved her finger down from his sides to his pants. Matt jumped back. “What are you doing? Where is this coming from?” Maddie only. "Oh, shit!" I thought. I had forgotten that my colleague from work, Jordan, was going to stop by for some prints of the job we were both working on. I was so bummed that he was interrupting me at this particular moment. All of a sudden though, my mind started going to a weird place. I wanted Jordan to see this. Stuffing my junk back in my pants I went down to let him in."Jesus, Jordan. Believe it or not, I forgot you were coming by." Yeah, well if I had a distraction around like you have, I'd.