’ ‘Why didn’t you?’ Dev shook his head. ‘I’d made a big enough jackass of myself that night, I didn’t want you to think all I wanted fro...m you was a fast fuck. Then the next morning, watching you stumble around in that damn sheet…I had to fight myself to keep from coming in and joining you in the shower. And then that damn thong, god I got hard as hell when I saw it. As hard as I am right now, just remembering…be my wife Reni, help me enjoy all I’ve accomplished and done all my life, and be. I gladly accepted. So I’m over at their house, my wife is working, and Laura and I pack and clean. By 4 pm, we’re pooped and sat on the dining room floor to have a smoke. We talk awhile and smoke a few cigarettes and Laura bends over, pulls the front of my shorts out and plants her face in my crotch, sucking my small, soft cock into her mouth. I gasp and grab one of her tits through her blouse and massage it, trying to find her nipple. She notices what I’m looking for and. We spent the rest of the evening talking and fondling one another while doing much damage to the wine supply. We stayed in the buff, taking turns kissing and touching, each getting more than a fair share of the other two. I loved their company and being around them. We laughed and shared stories. The girls would told me this was the best fuck they each had ever enjoyed. Coming from a pair of pros this was the ultimate compliment. Compliments like that, whether true or not, had me. You see I’m embarrassed. As we get back to the room, I look at you and ask “Why did you have to tell her? Was it because I was late?” You sit on the bed and point for me to kneel before you. “No Mattie, I didn’t tell her because you were late. I did let the other men buy us a drink and dance with them and flirt with them in front of you because you were late though.” You lift your foot for me to massage and I do as you continue. “I told Laura because I think that is what is best for you. You.