The thought at the back of my mind was that if my hubby had no objection of I having sex with a friend of him maybe I would not feel guilty if I go ah...ead and try to do it with Arvind and enjoy what we could not do in those days. We discussed the people with whom such a thing was possible and finally we selected one of his friends who was a nice guy and visited us occasionally and I too liked him.Since it was my husband’s friend so the task of getting him involved in a threesome was to be done. “I see you both have a little problem,” King Jake spoke. “Serf Travis, you seem to be extremely excited,” Pointing towards the protruding front of Travis’s robe with the crystal topped end of his walking stick he now wielded in his hand, tapping the silver polished end on the tip of Travis’s cock through his robe. “As do you serf Lizzy.” He continued as he tapped the tip of the walking stick on the moist spot on the strop. “Over time you will both learn to control your excitement and have it. HIS firm hand was on my ass, as he held me close.HE put me on the floor and steadied me as I swayed. HE whispered in my ear “Welcome slut.” I smiled widely and it was at that point my heart froze. HIS face changed as he looked at the wet spot on HIS black shirt, from my pussy. HE took my arm and dragged me from the airport. We got out into the parking lot; it was around 7.30pm, so thankfully it was getting dark. HE opened the trunk and tossed my purse inside. “You have a very important decision. SHe sat on my lap and said in a flirtatious way "look how wet you make me". She kissed my cheek and got up and went on her way, I looked at Jan and she was just smiling. I asked if that bothered her and she said "No, she really likes you, flirting is fun"The party started at 900,, as the sun went down. Tiki torches were lit and music ramped up. Lots of food was prepared and a cases of booze were opened. I live vicariously through others as I do not drink, but Jan was feeling the effects as was.