I found out last week that my boyfriend Barry was cheating on me. That prick. I was so pissed at him that I brainstormed possible retaliations. I really wanted him to pay for what he did. As a nurse, I often gave him routine medical check-ups. He was coming in for a semen sample and I realized it'd be the perfect setting for some good humiliation. I told a couple of my co-workers what'd happened and the idea I had. They were both eager to participate as they know how hot my boyfriend's body is. We were all still giggling in anticipation as Barry walked in for the appointment. He looked hesitant as he saw the three of us awaiting his arrival.  "Hey... I thought I just had an appointment with YOU..." He said as he pointed to me.  The girls smiled coyly as I came up with a lame excuse for their presence.  "You know what? I needed some help... I have to make sure I have one more person here, because if the doctor comes in... and he sees me and you in there..."  "Uh..." He interrupted nervously. "I can come back..."  "No no no, honey!" I pleaded. It was clear that he was uncomfortable with the notion as he resisted our attempts to talk him into it. We all became very assertive and finally convinced him to come into the examination room with the three of us. As we entered the room he questioned us with a look of uncertainty on his face.