I must admit that I was a little awestruck.” She gave a modest smile, and to my surprise, she lowered her arms. She wasn’t covering her tits and w...s holding the bikini top as if she was about to put it on… but she hadn’t. For some reason, she kept it in her grip.‘Interesting, very interesting,’ I thought to myself. I decided to push it a little further, to experiment with the situation. “Your breasts are beautiful. I’m guessing that they’re natural?” She gave another modest smile; I was. Then pushed me on the bed. It's hard to stay mad when Devin is pressing his hard member into my pussy area, dry humping . its even harder when he's kissing and lickin along your neck. and softly pulling my braids. We madeout. and he pushed my legs up and over my head [yes, still flexible] and inserted his big cock deep inside of me causing my mind to go blank and all i could do was moan very lloudly. I could hear my own juices stirring up over and over again as he kept pumping me full of his. I needed to stroke it to release the pressure building inside my balls, but I dared not at the whim of this new woman in the next room. When I dressed, Jenny ensured that I wore some fitted jeans to control anything that ‘popped up’. She was wearing a tiny blue dress that was so tight and contoured to her body that it may have been painted on. We got in the car and she told me to drive to Curves, the local strip club. When we arrived we paid the fee at the door and nestled in a nice booth in. His intercom beeped. "Mrs. Belvue to see you, Doctor," his receptionist reported.He pressed the talk button. "Very good. Send her in and no disturbances for an hour, please." He stood up, came around the desk and then sat on the edge, waiting.The gorgeous Mrs. Trisha Belvue came into the office. She was dressed in a nice blouse and skirt for work, which he knew she would need to be at by 9 AM. She had told him this, among other information, while she and her husband were in the hypnotic trance.