Jen introduced us to her housemate, Lisa. I was a little surprised: she hadn't said anything about having a housemate, but she hadn't said otherwise e...ither. Lisa was tall and slender with long blonde hair and was wearing shorts and a T-shirt. She had beautiful long legs and I could imagine that she had guys after her all the time.Jen offered us wine. Cathy and Stacy accepted the offer, but I could see Jen noticing us trying to act sophisticated. She told Stacy not to drink too much since she. But I’d understand. You would think that with that in mind I’d put a stop to the things I’m doing. But I can’t. Worse yet I don’t want to.Kevin wasn’t finished with his interrogation. He turned out to be more observant than I thought. He clamped down on one cheek of my ass and said, “You’ve been fucking those two boys who live down at the end of the street, too. Haven’t you?”I was about to insist that I hadn’t but my body answered for me. Before I could deny it he laughed quietly and said, “I. "I believe it's called an orgasm, Sheila. It looked like it was a damn good one too." I speared her with a look before continuing, "And I was the one who gave it to you. Don't forget it."I was being an ass again, but dammit, I was hurt. I had known Sheila since she was 4 years old and had never hurt her. But last night she chose to act like I had raped her and couldn't wait to get rid of me.The look that passed over Sheila's face almost made me regret my flippancy. She didn't stay down for long. While our sex life was pretty good, it was not like my wife to arrange something like this. But I certainly was not going to question her. So I headed into the bedroom.As I approached the open door, I saw that our room was bathed in candlelight. I was thinking that she had really gone to a lot of trouble to make this romantic, when, walking into the room I got an even bigger surprise. Libby was spread out in the center of our bed waiting for me. She was propped up on the pillows with a huge.