“Shh. Pen, don’t panic, my love. I need to go to the University for the weekend.”“Why? School is out there, too. Fay will be home this weekend....”“Noooo ... Well, not until Sunday. Pen, I’m going to spend the weekend with Fay. We’re ready. She’s staying Friday and Saturday night so I can be with her.”“With her?”“Like I’m with you, Pen.”“Oh!” Of course! They’d both told me they would become lovers and that the first time it would be just the two of them, like it had been just Annette and me our. Major welts." When?" About the time you were born. When the subject finally got discussed, the statistics were 32DD-21-31. And 5 feet tall."Fran was gawking at me. "She was, like, a stripper?" She was a nice Jewish girl from Philadelphia who wanted to be a classical dancer." Not with boobs like that."I shook my head. "No. She could have made a living off her figure, but she didn't have to. She eventually realized she was an heiress. Instead, it merely broke her heart." Merely. Like the way I. " She then leaned up into my face and kissed me sucking the oxygen straight from my skull.To be honest, we did not have sex. We made love. I entered her silken pussy slowly and we had some of the most amazing sharing of mind body and soul that I have ever had! She wound up riding my hips as she was above me. I loved the opportunity to tease her nipples and getting to hear her moans as we each soared higher and higher on the wings of immeasurable pleasure.It ended all too soon as we both. During a break, Aaron was a little drunk, and when we were in the kitchen getting more beers and snacks, he mentioned to me how hot he thought Brittany was. Aaron wasn’t a close friend so that kind of revelation might make some guys want to punch their friend in the face. But not me.I've always thought it would be hot to share my wife with my friends. So when Aaron gave his confession, it made me excited. I knew Aaron was always a player, so I wasn't surprised that he was looking at my wife in.