”“That’s okay, he’s not really fine.”Andrew held his drink with both hands, feeling the heat on his palms. “I’m glad you called," he sai...d. “But I’m not sure what we’re doing.”“Can we be friends? I know there’s a whole thing, but can we ignore that?”“I guess, yeah. I mean, don’t really have a lot of friends. I have a relationship, and that’s about it.”“I don’t even have that.”“Friends is not really what you want, is it?”“No, but I’ll take it. I don’t want to cause trouble. I was going to butt. My wife and I found the bar and ordered drinks. "Did you get into the opera?" she asked. "You weren't as active in my pussy as you usually are," she said. "I'm probably just tired, but I'll make up for it during the second act," I said.Just then the woman who sat next to me came to the bar, alone, picked up my drink and drank it in a couple of gulps. When we were back in our seats my wife whispered, " did the woman sitting next to you, drink your drink?" "She must have thought it was hers,". His mind already fantasizing about taking her in my place.When Friday night came, I wasnt sure what to expect but when the doorbell rang and I let in a twenty-two-year-old blonde college student it became clearer. With both of us being in our early thirties I could just imagine what wild tales he told her to get her along with this. I welcomed her in and offered some wine."Thank you," she said taking the glass and trying to act like this was a normal night. I could tell from her smile and. Just before Christmas vacation. She had promise to stay up and wait for him. ?If I’m asleep when your get home you can do what ever you want to me.? She had said with a smile along with the fervent belief that she could stay awake.He knew she would be asleep when he got there. One it was late really late, but not to late to do something. Two she had had her final midterm today. She had been studying for weeks and stress plus the extra exhaustion she wouldn’t be able to make it till he got home..