I’m going to narrate a fictional story. This story is about three couples exploring the naughty world together. Just imagine whatever is happening. ...It is not a real story. For those who think sex after marriage is monotonous and is not much enjoyable, this story tells how it was different in my case. Well, I was married to a beautiful girl who was also brilliant. We both were working in top companies. Our sex life rocked at the beginning of the marriage but lost its flavor subsequently. Not. The energy was tenfold the force of all the winds’ gusts, tornadoes bellows. The young man willed himself to become a man. The quest to discover who he really was and how he would live his life. Choosing now to help those who didn’t have that outreach of grace, he saw the cause of all the worlds’ misery, he had to expose it. Once again going back to the voice that comforted him even before he knew his parents, he beckoned a request. Asking with a strong heart, he asked to know the truth. The. Goddamn it! Just drop the whole idea."I *have* to see you dressed up now," she beams. "Please?!"I just shake my head. Just like I did when I was 5 and she was 7. Justlike I did every time she got me to do as she pleased. She likes she'sdoing now. I'm going to be wearing make-up any minute now. I'll be backin uniform any minute now. Fuck me!"Please, please, please!" she coaxes. "I won't tell anyone. I won't takepictures. I just want to see."I'm broken."Get out of the room so I can change," I. She probably saw my head turn. “My folks won’t be home until like tomorrow afternoon. So we’ve got all night. And the morning too.” We stroked his chest hair for a while, the two of us. Glancing, smiling. Giggling at each other like a pair of naughty schoolgirls every now and then. The two women who’d just shared his sperm. We toyed with his nipples, tickled his navel, played with his balls. Sharing all of him.He just stared up at the ceiling, eyes unfocused and still gasping a little. I lay in.