” I recalled, “Yeah, I’m doing good.” I assured her, looking at my feet.“Well, you nescient creature, you are doing well.” she corrected, ...making imaginary quotation marks in the air, and then asked, “Who was the first president?”“Washington” I quipped, quite proud to know the answer, “George Washington.”“Mm hum” she agreed, nodding her head “And the sixteenth president?”I didn’t expect a quiz and the question stumped me. Taking a stab in the dark, I muttered, “Kennedy?” and looked at her. "Thero, sona mat. Malik, mujhe ek baar aur ch... chodo (Wait, don't go to sleep. Master, f... fuck me one more time)," she said and hid her face in my chest.I laughed and got on top of her. Then we had a long satisfying fuck in which she came four times to my one time. Then we slept in each other's arms.When I woke up in the morning she was about to leave."Where are you going?" I said."To my room to bathe and then to work," she said."Come here and suck my cock before you go," I said taking out. He moved to Sarah, took her in his arms and they began to kiss passionately as I took off my clothes and began to gently jerk my soldier to keep him interested. “Come on Old Man!” Sarah called.”This IS Your threesome after all!” I moved to the bed to join them as Damian was now kissing down my wife,s body taking time over those magnificent boobies, her tummy then her toes and almost too small feet then working back up to her inner thighs her sensitive clitty bud then the ultimate target her. They had gone for drinks after work, and she couldn't remember who had suggested they adjourn to Fenton's Creamery for dinner and ice cream. Fenton's was an East Bay institution. They ate dinner and talked and laughed, and then eaten an enormous amount of ice cream, appetites fueled by marijuana supplied by James. They were all feeling great and Sarah watched James as he hovered. He had that look that told her he expected something more than the coldness she had shown him recently. She giggled.