"Your wife may not have said it out loud but it was quite obvious that much of her frustration was sexual," Robin said as they tossed the finished butt of the cigarette out the window and rolled it back up.<br/>They looked over at Xavier and examined him for a while as he continued to explain to they what wasn't their business and they could only just keep themselves from rolling their eyes at him when he stated that sex, at least for men, involved penetration.<br/>"I suppose that's one way of looking at it," they said and looked back out the front window at the road.<br/>"There is so much more though."<br/>They were a bit uncertain about whether or not to go on. They had a feeling that this older man wasn't too keen on getting schooled about sex by a seventeen year old. Eventually though they elaborated with a very direct question.<br/>"So when was the last time you went down on her without asking for or expecting anything in return?"<br/>As they said this it was of course hard not to think about the afternoon before, how they themselves had been doing exactly that to Abigail. She had tasted so good and the way she had moaned and moved underneath their tongue and lips had made it obvious just how long ago it had been since anyone else had done exactly that, selflessly given her sexual pleasure and derived pleasure of their own from it.<br/><br/>Giving oral sex was among the best things Robin knew whether it was sucking cock or eating pussy. It was almost as good as rubbing their sex on another's sex, again regardless of whether it was a cock or a pussy. Of course these were thoughts they didn't feel entirely comfortable sharing with an older man they had only met the day before when he had arrested them. At the same time it actually made them glance towards his crotch and wonder.<br/>"And y'know a man and a woman can actually share mutual pleasure by simply rubbing against each other, like something between frotting and tribbing."<br/>Robin had more to say, more leading questions to ask Xavier, but they felt it was enough for the time being as they had probably already given him something to think about while he and Abigail were temporarily separated.<br/><br/>As they entered into Wichita they told him to drop them off near Bradley Fair. It seemed the most likely place for them to be dropped off to go shopping. From there it wasn't that far to where they had agreed to be picked up by Abigail.<br/>"Think about it," they said as they got out of the pick up<br/>"I'm assuming you do want to try to save your marriage and I doubt it will be enough to just listen to your wife and acknowledge her feelings of being disrespected by your dominance, but also to make her feel loved and for her to feel that you can be selfless enough to put her pleasure before your own."<br/>With that they thanked him for the ride, closed the door and lit another cigarette while walking towards the entrance to the mall. Halfway there they turned to look over their shoulder to see if he had left but found his pick up still there and him looking at them through the side window. Did he suspect that they weren't going shopping at all. Would he follow them to see if they met up with Abigail. Certainly he couldn't suspect anything could he? Or could it be that he was simply staring at their ass as they walked away. They had noticed the bulge in his trousers when they briefly let their eyes wander that way.