The shrubs and branches seem to part as he moves through them, opening a path. The ground beneath his feet feels more firm as his strides lengthen. F...esh, clean, earthy air fills his lungs, reviving his body and mind and spirit. He hears her laughter, her sweet voice just ahead of him. Pete’s pace quickens. The daunting challenge to find her now becomes an inspired chase. His eyes narrow and he realizes that his glasses have fallen off. It doesn’t matter. He’s seeing as clearly as he has. I was looking at her legs and I asked if that was pantyhose or not. She said stop looking at my legs. You had better not be hard when the doctor comes in. I looked out the window as we talked about stupid stuff that wasn't sexual. The doctor came in and listened to my heart and asked a few questions. I caught him checking out my wife's legs as she had them crossed and was showing a lot of thigh. He gave me a sample blue pill and said he would be back in in about thirty minutes to see if it. I felt her hand at my hips pushing my knickers down, down below my knees. I was on the verge, close to an orgasm as she started kissing her way down to my belly, tonguing my belly button for a minute before moving down to kiss me in my pubic hair. I was gasping by this time; more like whimpers really it felt so good, incredible feelings flooding through my body. She got up off the bed and pushed my legs apart and next thing I knew she was kissing my pussy. This had never happened to me. He had met Brett, who he had described as a nice enough, non-threatening sort of guy—a dentist, fercrissakes, he would say dismissively. Danny was an adventurer of sorts. He flew airplanes, backpacked, rode motorcycles, sailed. But he wasn’t really inattentive to Cait. They did lots of things together. Mostly, he modified the adventurous things he did to suit her. She rode on the back of his street bikes, but she rode her own dirt bike when they went trail riding. She joined him on flying.