And it doesn’t mean we can’t go out together, it just means we have to restrain ourselves, at least in public anyway.” We both smiled and laughe...d at my comment, I think because we both knew it was a little true.Amy looked at me and asked, “About last night? I was pretty dirty and you said that you liked that—and that you and your wife use to be like that. What does that mean exactly, if you don’t mind me asking?” I knew this topic might come up and I could either lie and see where it goes or. ” I pulled my shirt over my head, and was able to don my shoes standing up. “Just remember Sarah, you’re at my beckoned call. Just do what I tell you and it’ll all work out.”Sarah lay there, naked. She had rolled away from her tormentor, but she heard his words very clearly. She asked “When will it be over?”“When I say so, and not before.” I responded promptly. She looked at me a minute, then rolled facing away. I knew better than to leave her without at least a glimmer of hope, so I added. Can I help you?” Randy was naked and absently tugging at his tool. “Yeah, I’m looking for the power tools department,” she replied with a grin. “You got any?” “I have a wonder-tool on special. It’s a combination jackhammer, piston-slammer and muff-flattener all rolled into one. It can even work as a hole-digger.” Randy had minored in English in college and was pretty inventive with words. “I was hoping for a larger model,” the girl replied, and then laughed. “You’re cute.” He said they chatted. For a few years, back when we had just gotten together and before Ashley, Ann and I had done threesomes about once a month. More often than not, the third person was a guy – not my preference, but I liked to watch other guys fuck Ann silly after I had come in her first. I think she would have done more than just two of us, but knew not to push me. Quite honestly, I enjoyed being watched, even by another guy stroking himself or getting his cock sucked by Ann, although it was better when it was a.