Sandy was coming!

Her legs trembled, and she closed her eyes tightly, fighting to stay upright. The orgasm was very strong, very powerful, and she seemed to come and come. This had never happened to her before, not ever.

She was aware of Rob standing next to her, holding her arm, looking at her with puzzled concern. "Something is wrong, Sandy," she heard him say. "Are you ill? Does your stomach hurt? Maybe we should go see a doctor."

Somehow she managed to reply. "No, no, I'm okay, Rob. Just help me get in the car. I'll be okay, don't worry. It's nothing."

She sat in the car, waiting for him to get in. A smile, soft and warm, was on her beautiful face. The dome light came on again when he opened his door, and Rob saw the expression on his wife's face, but he didn't recognize or understand the expression.

"I think we should find a doctor, Sandy," he said, looking around to see if his son was on his way. "Where in the hell is Joey?"

"He'll be here in a minute," Sandy said, not worried about her son. That's strange, she thought, because I always worry about him being alone. An image flashed in her mind of Joey being with Lori, his hands on her swelling tits. A soft groan came from her, but she quickly silenced it by placing her fingers on her mouth. She had almost come again!

Rob started to get out of the car. "I'll find Joey, then I'm finding a doctor for you. You are ill, Sandy."

She quickly grabbed his hand, holding it tightly to prevent him from getting out of the car. "No! Stay with me, darling. I don't need a doctor. I need you!"

"But I don't know anything about medicine," he protested. "I'm an engineer."

"Oh, Rob!" she sighed. "You can be a real fool at times. Can't you see it… look at my face, darling!" He looked, but nothing told him a thing. "You look fine to me, Sandy. Your eyes are a little bright. Perhaps you have a fever."