Then we heard the front door close. I smiled at Sara and then turned back to Thelma."Sounds very considerate of you, if it wasn't a lie. You got Frank...e boy to try to set me up didn't you? What was the plan? I get seduced by one of his hooker friends and, hey, presto, you divorce me? I suppose you thought that then I'd have to pay you maintenance, wouldn't I? What a sweet little wife I used to have. Well, hard bloody luck, baby, I didn't fall into your little trap."I'll give you the idea was. Both myself and my sister laughed, 'These k**s now-a-days and sex', relied my sister, shaking her head, 'Well what is it', he interjected again, his curiosity getting the better of him.My sister looked at me, 'Are you wearing knickers', I looked at her and shook my head, indicating I was 'commando', at which my sister rose from her stool and undid her denims, 'Look here', she said to her son and she pulled her tiny white cotton knickers tight into her crotch, and produced a classic 'Camel. I could just imagine someone coming in the room while she was sucking my erect dick or have a view of us fucking. Maybe I could get away with finger fucking a patient since I never actually had intercourse with her. Didnt our President weasel out of his affair with Monica by redefining is? After all, wasnt extreme horniness a medical problem that needed to be treated? These semi-logical thoughts were chased from my mind as I began replaying the intense masturbation act Id just performed on Mary. .I would slowly extend my seat belt and after whispering in your ear in french about how wonderfully gorgeous your wet sticky pussy is...I would slowly start massaging your breasts and thighs, then I would slowly trace my fingers up your inner thigh...while my hand would quietly either untuck your top or find its way up the already unloosed material, and then slowly walk up finger by finger to the small of your back and up to your clasped bra where (with one finger) I’d unclasp it and work my.