” “I don’t understand. Her husband knows you do things for her that he can’t; it is not secret. What do you mean it didn’t happen?” “I m...an she didn’t grow a dick.” Elaine said. She sounded disappointed. “Oh Lainie, I’m so sorry…no I’m not. Good. Get your ass over here.” “I gotta do laun…” “Bring the fucking laundry with you. You can do it here,” Charlene interrupted her. “Oh, all right,” Elaine sighed resignedly, “if I must. I’ll be over in a bit.” “And don’t stop to shower. You can do that. I don't know wbout that I said. She said be be home early tomorrow. Wednesday I got off work two hours early and when I got home my wife was all dressed and ready to go. She had on a short skirt and a nice sweater , her legs had nylons but I didn't know if they where stockings or pantyhose. After we where taken back to the exam room the nurse said the doctor would be there in a few minutes. She closed the door on her way out. I was setting on the table in a glown and my wife was setting in a. He liked his architecture practice, though, so the chances were good that there would be an interesting problem to solve during the day; since he was a fine and innovative architect, the chances were good that he’d come up with an interesting solution to that problem. He wasn’t unhappy. Unfortunately, he wasn’t particularly happy, either. Lying on his right side, facing the side table where the alarm clock and his reading lamp were, he didn’t need to check behind him to know that his wife,. There was cream and blood on his penis and I started to cry with fright wondering what he had done, he had a worried look on his face and calmed me down by saying I had been broken in and it was natural and it would not hurt for long. I was still in distress as he cleaned me with a hanky but the pain did start to go and I nervously laughed at last when he said the next time it happened it would feel a lot nicer. We both managed a laugh when I asked if he was going to do it again smiled when he.