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A few minutes after Haylie went inside, Benjamin could hear Jenny in the throes of passion. He was expecting this to happen, but why was Haylie involved? He got up, crept to the door, and opened it just a crack. He saw Jenny's high heels up in the air as Dr. Boothe fucked her on the coffee table. Haylie was standing and filming them with a video camera.

"Ohh...fuck...Mrs. Blethyn...you're so hot..."

"Harder... Dr. Boothe... Fuck me harder..."

Dr. Boothe still had his shirt and tie on. His pants were down around his ankles. Jenny was on her back with her sun dress bunched up around her waist. Her tits were giggling.

Jenny swore that Dr. Boothe would be wearing a condom. He almost had her knees pinned against her own shoulders as he leaned down to kiss her, jack-hammering his cock into her pussy. Jenny gasped as she had her first orgasm of the session.

"You like having by big dick in your married cunt?"

"Mmm... Yes...it's the only thing better than sucking your big dick..."

Only Haylie noticed Benjamin spying from the doorway. She seemed to be taking pleasure in not only watching Dr. Boothe and Jenny have sex, but in the torment of Benjamin.

When they switched positions and Jenny began riding Dr. Boothe, her tits bouncing violently, is when Benjamin shut the door, but he still heard Dr. Boothe bellow as he came.

Benjamin waited another fifteen minutes, hearing everything, before he returned to the doorway. He saw them on the couch. Jenny was sitting on Dr. Boothe's lap, bouncing on his dick. Haylie was still filming them, sitting in the high back chair with her skirt tossed away and her feet up on the coffee table. She had her free hand down her panties, manipulating her clit.

Jenny was digging her fingernails into Dr. Boothe's thighs and he grasped her tits as she bucked harder. "Ohh...yes... I'm...I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum...I'm cumming..." she moaned. She then laid back and kissed him while tweaking her own nipples.

Dr. Boothe then bent Jenny over the arm of the couch and continued pounding his cock deep into her pussy. "Ohh... YES! YES!" she cried. He clutched her sun dress, using it as reigns while thrusting into her.

"Jesus Christ... Don't stop... Don't stop... Don't...ever...stop...FUCKING ME!!!" Jenny begged as Dr. Boothe bit down on her shoulder. Not to break the skin, just to give her an extra thrill. They climaxed simultaneously. Haylie kept filming their post-coitus make out session, while having her own explosive orgasm, almost dropping the video camera.

Benjamin glanced at Haylie's engagement ring before he shut the door.

Haylie was the first to return to the waiting room, smiling like a true vixen.

"Would you like to give me your email?" she asked.

"What for? Billing? I've been paying in check."

"No, so I can send you a copy of the video."

"Dr. Boothe recommends that I watch it?"

Haylie was being cruel. "The choice is yours, Mr. Blethyn."

Benjamin followed Haylie to her desk and wrote his email down on a post-it note.

***

Jenny had her eyes closed on the ride home. Not napping, just resting. Benjamin made mental note of a sleazy motel just off a nearby exit. A good place for a rendezvous. Who knows how far Haylie would be willing to go keep her fiancé from discovering what she does with Dr. Boothe behind closed doors? A plan was forming.

Then, Jenny stirred. "Oh, don't forget to remind me to call David. I've decided that I will model for him. He's such sweet boy... But, I keep forgetting that he's not a boy anymore. He's a man."