. I told her we could pick the guy together and he would have to provide proof he is disease free as my wife does not like condoms.. I pressed her app...oval but she asked for a little more time as it was a big decision.The following Friday I got the shock of my life. My wife came home a bit late as she had a business reception downtown. Her corporate office had thrown a party for her company as they had exceeded plan by over 10% last quarter. When she came in I noticed she looked a bit ruffled. ." Here's our latest product, the Doll Maker." The woman held up a large piece of latex. "It's a favorite. Why don't you try it on?" She sniffed gently along an arm. "Smells like chocolate and mint."Liz's mouth dropped open. She and her husband were certainly not ... not ... deviants. Only seriously bent people would even consider wearing something like that. It was all ... shiny, slick, confining. Liz backed up to the stairs. "You need to leave." She looked directly at the woman. "Now!"The. Each activity, it was my intention to bring each other right up to the point of climax and then back off. I was partially successful at denying myself, but it was clear, she was enjoying a few orgasms, however mild, in spite of my intentions.On the 4th round, as I was pumping my cock into her pussy, I was nearing my own climax and decided now was the time. As I reached the tipping point, I pulled out of her sloshing pussy and once again shoved my dripping and throbbing cock into her expecting. .. I mean, me. Surely my sober self was cleverer than my drunken self?I found a clue, which was just what I was worrying about. A muddy footprint near the patio door, probably from me stepping into a flower bed last night. Evidence suggested that the keys I was seeking were probably in the garden shed - plus the fact that they weren't anywhere in the house I could find.So I only needed to walk out through the garden to the shed. And on the way, I could say 'hello' to my neighbour who was.