I laughed at myself for feeling this way. How pitiful do you have to be to create something fake and be surprised when it is.When I got home, I starte... working right away. I took some paper, a pen, and tried to create a new scenario. It took me hours to get something I was ok with. It read like this:The world stays the same but a new profession has been added “Sex Counselor”. They work in universities or colleges.For example: If a couple wants to have sex for the first time, they would have to. “Feel full in both your pussy and your ass?” I asked.“Fuck yes!” you exclaimed.“You like it, don’t you?” I asked.“I fucking love it,” you replied. “Shut up and fuck me.”Slowly, deliberately, I moved it in an out, rotating my bum as I did it, and all the while kissing and sucking your nipples. We both felt like speeding up the motion, but it was more exciting to keep it slow, and we were burning inside as the intensity built.“Close, now!” you said while sucking in a breath.I knew, I could I feel. As the day for departure neared, their excitement grew and they talked about it for hours. One surprising part of the adventure was they hadn’t been all that close having only shared coffee once in a while over the couple of years that the two couples had known one another. The flight to Orlando would only take them a couple of hours, but in no time it was easy to see which of the foursome were seasoned travelers. Not long after the plane left the runway, Joanne and Charlie, being those. I detect the subtle scent of baby oil and love the silky softness of your skin as I gently squeeze your breast and stroke your long firm nipple. You move away and kneel astride me on the sofa undoing the remaining buttons on your shirt and pulling it open to reveal your perfect breasts and shapely naked torso. Your dark hair tumbles around your shoulders and I reach for your breasts with both hands squeezing them gently. You sweep your hair back with your forearms and clasp your hands together.