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I was on my knees, next to my roommate… My girlfriend… My lover.

We were both naked below the waist, wearing only our school's jerseys. We were both on the track team and in fine physical shape. We rarely wore a bra. As horny college students, we liked nothing being in the way for some fun, and as with most student athletes, we didn't exactly need them as our breasts tend to be on the small side.

After being together all year, tonight was a little different for us, however. In front of us was a naked man. He was sitting on our sofa. His hard cock was pointing right at us as I leaned over and kissed my girlfriend some more. The guy was enjoying watching us making out, but he also wanted us to include him in the festivities.

But how did we get here… naked and ready to rock this guy's world?

Two hours earlier…

"Are you sure?" my roommate asked, kissing me. Trying to get me to change my mind.

"I'm sure. Our season is over, and I need some fun."

"I can be fun," she said, running her hands over my breasts.

"You are fun. A lot of fun. But I was with guys before college, and I… well, I just need the touch of a man. It's different."

My roommate had become my girlfriend because of our coach. She had implemented a "no-boyfriends" rule. Something about three of her best players getting knocked up during last season, which kept us from making it to the conference championship series last year.

This year only one girl got knocked up, and while we didn't win the conference championship, we at least got to play for it.

So Madison was as much a girlfriend out of necessity as she was out of convenience. With us rooming together, it seemed to make sense. We got to spend a lot of time together. 

Madison had only been with girls, and so when she offered to teach me the ways. And just because I couldn't have a boyfriend, didn't mean I wasn't horny. So we bonded through sex, and a lot of it. With Madison, I never had to worry about not getting my chance to cum. She was an attentive lover, and she taught me to be as well, even if there was no intimate relationship.

We were mostly friends who used each other for pleasure. And we had a lot of pleasure, don't get me wrong. I just wanted to feel a man inside me tonight.

Our season was over, and I was going to the end of the year party intending to bring a man home to rock his world, and hopefully for him to rock mine as well.

Madison wanted to know if she could watch. I thought it was a little odd, but I agreed if she didn't turn me in to our coach. I had never been watched while having sex before. At least, not that I knew of. You never know who walks by when you're in the backseat of a car.

Besides, maybe she'd enjoy watching, and while I wanted a man, I understood and appreciated a woman's touch. If she were turned on, maybe we could have some fun together afterwards. Having both in one night, well, that brought up some interesting ideas. Of course, at that point, I was thinking about one then the other.

The guy didn't know about the plan.

When I picked him up at the dinner, I told him I just needed to get fucked, and he was down for that. When I insisted that my roommate be able to watch, he didn't mind. So we left the party early and off to our dorm room we went.

I made out with the guy some and worked to get him naked. He had my pants down and off me in no time flat. I wasn't trying to play hard to get, and neither was he. I was watching my roommate, and she was clearly excited. It turned me on being watched and turning someone on.

I went over to her and kissed her. "You like?"

She nodded as I kissed her. She leaned in, "I… can I try it too… maybe not sex, but just to see what it feels like? You know... to hold it. I've never even touched a dick before."

I smiled and kissed her. "On one condition," I said. I quickly pulled her shorts down, leaving her wearing only her jersey, like me.

I walked her over to the guy, and we got down on her knees. I kissed her, leading her hand to his shaft. She found it… interesting. I thought she might just touch and be done, but she wanted more. She started to stroke up an down, learning how it felt in her hand.

We kept kissing as she stroked it, and she enjoyed it immensely. "I… I want to suck on it."

The guy loved the sound of that.

"Go on then," I encouraged her. "Suck on his shaft."

"How?"

"Lean in and give it a kiss. Then another... then open your mouth like you're going to French kiss it... which is kind of what its doing to you. You'll figure it out."

She was nervous, but leaned forward, kissing it at first, then sucking on the head, then taking more and more into her mouth.

I watched her, cupping her cute little ass as she sucked on her first dick. I leaned forward, still cupping her ass, as I sucked on the guy's hairless balls. Two college co-eds' mouths pleasuring him at the same time. I bet he'd never had two girls at once sucking on his cock. Let alone two hotties like us, I thought. He had just peaked sexually, and he probably didn't even realize it yet.

I felt him starting to get close. Close to cumming, that is.

As his balls tensed up, I moved up to his shaft and sucked on his dick head. I took his cock in my mouth where he shot his load. I pushed his cock deeper and deeper as he came, sending much of his cum straight down my throat.

The guy really loved that, but we weren't done with him. Not yet.

I slid his cock out of my mouth and turned and kissed my girlfriend. He loved watching the show. We kept making out, her hands running under my jersey, feeling up my small tits.

I reached over and stroked his cock. "Get it hard," I told him. "I intended to get more than a mouthful of cum tonight."

The guy smiled. He liked that I still had a plan for him and his dick. When I was younger, it wasn't uncommon for me to suck a guy clean, then fuck him at least once, sometimes multiple times. I was looking for the same thing tonight.

As his dick got hard again, I climbed onto our sofa. On its seat cushions, I knelt, my ass sticking out to the room. I lifted the back of my jersey, which exposed my bare ass.

The guy got behind me and slowly pushed into me.

"You're a bad girl," Madison said, as she spanked my ass a couple of times.

I was a bad girl. Over the last year I had used lots of toys, some I used on myself, others my roommate used on me, including a strap-on. But it was nothing like the real thing. And here I was, taking a real cock in front of my girlfriend.

I felt him sliding in and out of me, and it felt amazing.

I was cumming in no time as my roommate got on the sofa next to me. "Can I… can I see what it's like?"

I looked over my shoulder and nodded to the guy. He thought he had just won the lottery. First a double blowjob, and now getting to fuck both girls. He pulled out of me, and I held onto her hand as he moved behind her.

"Ready to be her first?" I asked him.

"I'm going to pop her cherry?"

"Oh, it's been popped for a long time… you just get to be the first guy inside me," Madison said, wiggling her cute, firm ass.

With that, he pushed in, and she moaned.

I loved hearing her moan from pleasure like she was getting. I loved it more when he fingered me as he fucked Madison.

As he worked her open, he switched over to me, and then back.

Having cum so recently, it took a while for him to cum this time, but after several times in each of us, he came as she was cumming herself.

I had cum as well, just not as strong as her orgasm.

The guy sat back, spent but excited.

I pulled her into my bosom, and we kissed passionately.

The guy just watched us as we made out in front of him. We weren't thinking about him. We were so focused on one another, feeling each other up, and fingering one another. I had another orgasm as she fingered me while we kissed.

I tend to have more orgasms than Madison, but hers were bigger. Sometimes I was jealous of that. But I enjoyed having a lot of them.

As we broke our kiss, I looked and saw the guy. He was still there, very naked, and sporting a hard-on once again.

I looked at that hard-on and smiled. "Care to…" I raised my eyebrows at him.

He liked that idea.

I sat on the sofa, leaning back, scooting my ass to the edge of the seat. I pulled my legs back, exposing my shaved pussy to him.

He was on his knees and slid his cock deep into my pussy with a single push.

Madison sat beside me, kissing me as the guy fucked me over and over.

"Want to try?" I asked Madison.

She nodded her head enthusiastically.

"I think you might have converted her into liking boys," I teased as she took his cock and moaned in pleasure.

I kissed her some more, slipping my hand under her jersey, lifting it up and exposing her small tits. I sucked on her tits as she was getting fucked.

The guy then pulled out of her and slid into me. Madison then moved her hands under my shirt, pulling it off me. I was now fully naked and exposed to everyone in the room.

She leaned over and kissed me passionately, sliding her hands over my breasts and down to my pussy. She rubbed my clit as the guy fucked my pussy, giving me the strongest orgasm I had ever had.

As it was hard to kiss me as I orgasmed, she turned to the guy and started kissing him, while she kept fingering me. I watched as she made out with him while he was fucking me, and it made my orgasm even stronger.

As I arched my back, the guy shot his load into my pussy. It felt so good to take his load, and it gave me a second orgasm even bigger than first.

By now, the three of us were exhausted. We had been doing a lot of fucking. Luckily, as athletes, we were pretty good at recovery.

So I leaned over and took Madison's jersey the rest of the way off. No way, only she should be the only one not fully naked.

Madison then went and got us all drinks. We had all gotten pretty sweaty, in a sexy way.

I licked some of the sweat off the guy's chest.

Madison got on her knees and licked my used pussy. The guy sat back on the sofa and watched the live porno. Of course he was living it, having fucked the two of us, and cum three times himself.

"Think you've got another one in you?" I asked him. I knew it was getting late, almost midnight according to the clock on the microwave.

"Oh, I want to. I really want to." But I could tell he was spent, at least for now.

"Do you have to leave?"

He shook his head.

"Then you up for some playtime in the morning?"

He smiled at the idea.

The three of us slept a little cramped that night on my bed. The next morning I woke up to feeling a stiff cock in my back. I don't think he was meaning anything by it, but I would not waste a stiffy either.

I got down and sucked on his cock while waking Madison. 

He was nice and hard, and Madison was ready to. She got between my legs and started to eat my pussy out. The guy got behind her and started to fuck her nice and hard. He grabbed onto her hips and fucked her until he pulled her tight, putting him deep in her pussy. There he emptied his balls.

With him finished, she kissed up my body until we were making out once more. We kept kissing, grinding against one another.

The guy got dressed and left once we had finished. It was nearly dawn, and he didn't want to get caught in the girls' dorm. Nor did we want him caught. That would get us into big trouble.

It had been only a few minutes when we heard a knock on our door, and we both put on robes and answered it. I was hoping he had come back and hoping he hadn't as well.

However, it wasn't him. It was our coach who wore a disapproving look. While it was barely sunup, she expected her players to be early risers, getting in practice on their own even if the season was over, and where we were in bed. If she only knew what we had been doing... she would have been doubly pissed.

Luckily, she didn't know. She was most upset about us leaving early, and she handed us a trophy I had won for best freshman on the team.

"Was it good for you?" Madison asked me.

I just smiled. It was fun. We went back to our room and had some more fun. Why not, seeing we were already naked. Sure, it may not be the type of workout that the coach had planned, but it was still a workout.

School ended a few weeks later. We finished the semester, took finals, and headed home. Everything was good, or so I thought.

A month later, I realized something was different.

I got a call from Madison later that day.

"I… I can't believe this.. But I have to tell someone… I thought of you…I can only tell you..."

"Are you pregnant?"

"How did you know…"

"Um, I think I..."

"Wait, you too?"

I sat down. Yep. That night the guy, whose name we didn't know, knocked us both up. That dude was one potent stud, I thought to myself. But now what? Our coach is going to get pissed. But that's a problem for another day.

That fall, Madison and I walked into our coach's office. Both of us were sporting cute little baby bumps at this point. The coach looked upset, telling us how we had screwed everything up. I think she was upset about our team's prospects for the year, more than the fact we were knocked up and didn't even know the name of the guy who did it, when someone walked into her office.

"Hey Mom. I've got the new training schedules ready…" he paused and looked at us, his mouth falling open.

We looked at him. It was the guy from that night. Our coach's son knocked us up. He had one condom with him that fateful night, and we had needed more - a lot more.

Well, that explained how we hadn't recognized him as a player from our school. It also made this all the more interesting, as he was in high school last year... a fact that I wasn't about to forget.

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I pulled into my driveway after a long shift, just not as long as some. I immediately noticed my wife's car was gone. 

It was not that uncommon. As a firefighter, I work a 24 on / 24 off type of shift. That means I often missed her as I got there as she was heading out, or totally missed her if I had a late call. However, I expected her to be off today. It was our anniversary, and we were planning on having a day to ourselves. My parents were even picking up the kids from school so we could have a long weekend.

I walked in and heard the kids getting ready for school. My youngest jumped into my arms, which I loved. I kept walking through the house and found Sara in the kitchen getting the kids' lunches ready.

"Welcome home," she said.

Sara is our friend's daughter. When our friends moved a year ago, Sara moved into the apartment above the garage. We gave her a great deal since she was the daughter of our friends, and also she helped with the kids. We knew it would be temporary, as she was going to move when she transferred from community college, but in the meantime, we got a little extra money and some extra babysitting when we needed it.

Jennifer, my wife, was often called into work late, and with my weird schedule, Sara has been a lifesaver more than once.

"Your wife was called away."

"She was supposed to have the day off."

"She knows and is sorry, but it was an emergency, and she had to fly out early this morning. She's hoping to be back before it's too late tonight. In the meantime, she told me to get the kids out the door, and then take care of you."

"I think I'm grown enough to care for myself," I teased. However, I looked at Sara and thought of ways I would want to be taken care of if I wasn't too old for her.... or married.

Sara was barely twenty, and was wearing some short shorts and a form-fitting t-shirt. Nothing scandalous or inappropriate, but enough to get the mind going. I shook those ideas out of my head and tried to think of something else.

"Well, given it's your anniversary, I think I'm supposed to be a present for you, taking care of anything you need," she said, handing me a cup of coffee.

Well, Sara was going to make it hard to think of other things. I guess I should just drink my coffee and work on something else, or I'll get myself into trouble.

I had had time to sleep at the firehouse, with no late-night calls, so I was awake enough for a coffee and not needing to crash.

I sipped the coffee, and it was good. A little flavor I didn't recognize, but I liked it. I thanked her and told her I was going to take a shower.

A hot shower didn't help my thoughts, but it felt good on my body. I stepped out of the shower and into the cool air, wrapping the towel around my waist. I dried my hair and walked into the bedroom to look for some new clothes.

However, in my bed, where my wife sleeps, was Sara. She was laying there under the covers.

"What are you doing?"

"Your wife said to take care of you, and I want to do a good job."

"I don't think she meant that," I retorted.

"She said to do whatever he wants, just take care of him since I can't." She paused, letting me soak it in. "Call her, if you want. I'm sure she's landed by now."

My phone was on the nightstand, so I picked it up and called my wife. I could hear the airport sounds in the background.

"Oh, hey," I heard my wife. "I was hoping you'd call."

"Yeah, I was hoping you'd be here."

"Me too. But I told Sara to take care of the kids and tell you I'm hoping to be back tonight, but it will be late."

"Jennifer, it's our anniversary."

"I know, and you didn't want to do anything but stay home; that's why I told Sara to take care of you and do whatever needs to be done. She's my stand-in for today."

"You want Sara to take care of me?" I said unbelievingly. "Anything I want?"

"Just ask, and she'll do it for you. I'm sure you'll be fine without me." She paused as she tried to hail a cab. "And when I get home, maybe we can do some of those things you've always wanted… as a little gift for you."

"If you say so," I said, looking over at Sara, wondering what she was wearing under the blanket.

I told my wife goodbye as I kept staring at Sara.

"See," she said. "Now, why don't you come over here and let me take care of you?" She lifted the covers so I could crawl under them with her. In doing so, she showed her completely naked body.

My mouth might have fallen a little. Part of me wanted to jump right in, but part still wasn't sure.

With one hand holding up the covers, she used the other to beckon me to her. As she turned, I saw more of her smooth golden skin, her firm breasts, and that trimmed landing strip that was leading to some place I had wondered about for too long.

I swallowed hard and dropped the towel. I was now as naked as she was, and I climbed into bed with Sara. She smiled at me.

"Just so you know, I've overheard your wife and my mom talking about some of the things you like, and want to do… When I heard about it, I wasn't so sure, but now that I'm older," she leaned in and passionately kissed me. "Well, I understand how much fun they can be," she said, stroking my already hard cock under the sheets.

I knew girls talked some, but I was curious about what. "What exactly did you hear?"

Sara went down under the sheets. I felt her warm, wet mouth wrap itself around my stiff member. "Oh," I let out a little gasp.

"I know you like that… after it's been busy…" She then kissed up my chest, as I tossed the sheets off. I wanted to see that firm ass of hers. "I know you like it when someone climbs on top of you," she said, doing just that, mounting me, and lowering her pussy right onto my dick. 

I wasn't inside her, but she was teasing it, as she rubbed it, and I could feel her wetness. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear. She reached down between her legs and lined my cock right up with her pussy, then pushed back, taking it all the way in.

"Ohhh," I said, as I felt her wet pussy envelop me.

"Oh, that feels good," she said. "And I know you keep wanting to fuck your wife's ass… when I heard that, I let my boyfriend do it to me, to see what it was like… and I liked it. So if you want to fuck my ass later… but first I want this, if that's okay with you."

"This is very okay," I said, as she rocked forward and back before she sat up on top of me.

I was still lying down, and she put her hands on my chest. She seemed to like the feel of my chest muscles. "I have to admit. I've been dreaming of this since I saw that calendar you were in."

"The calendar?" I said, slightly confused. "From like five years ago?"

"Oh yes, the firemen's calendar. I remember my mom looking at it with Jennifer. I had to see what they were talking about, and when I saw you… I knew I had to have you. I've been fantasizing about this for years," she said as she slid all the way down my shaft till she bottomed out.

"Can I tell you a secret?" she asked me.

I just nodded as I felt her firm breasts in my hands as she rode me.

"I've stared at the calendar for a long time. In fact, I've used it…" she looked away, shyly, almost blushing.

"You can't stop now," I said, helping her sit on my cock so she could rock back and forth easier.

I was still lying down, but I had a splendid view of her taut body.

"I've played with myself a lot, staring at that calendar. When my mom went to toss it, I saved it and hid it in my room. Knowing you were so close, but so far away. When I turned 18, I got my first toy… and I even named it after you," she said, fully blushing now. "I used it for the first time while looking at your shirtless picture. "

"I've been thinking of you since you turned 18 too… I just thought nothing would ever happen."

She looked at me and smiled. "I'm glad it is," she said. "It's so much better like this, then when I am with my boyfriend, thinking about you."

She thought about me when she played with herself… and when she was with her boyfriend? This is a dream come true.

"I thought of you when I asked my boyfriend to fuck my ass for the first time. It was right after I heard your wife talking about it… I wanted to be her. To be there with you, so I thought of you the entire time. And I liked it, a lot," she admitted. "We do it all the time, sometimes like that, sometimes, well, we like to change things up."

"He must be very lucky."

"Oh, he is… of course, I wish it was you all the time. And I keep thinking of you more and more," she admitted.

I grabbed onto her and pulled her in tight, flipping us over so I was on top. I started fucking her faster and deeper. She moaned with each thrust into that young, wet pussy. I kissed her supple lips. With our faces so close, "I'm about to cum," I warned her.

"Cum in me. I want to feel you cum inside of me."

I thrust a little faster, and a little deeper, until I shot my load deep inside her. She was cumming as I came, and it felt so amazing, so close. A fantasy of both of ours coming true.

Exhausted, I collapsed onto the bed beside her, smiling.

"That's one way to take care of me," I said.

She laughed. "Oh, we've got a lot more day left," she said. "And I want to take very good care of you."

She then bent down and went down on me, sucking on my dirty cock, covered with a combination of our cum. It felt amazing having her lips wrapped around my cock once again. And for the first time since college, it seemed like I was staying hard after cumming. I don't know why, but I wasn't going to complain.

"You seem almost ready for me again," she teased, stroking me as she came up and kissed me. 

I could taste her on my lips. 

"So, did you like that coffee this morning?"

"Yes," I said, enjoying her stroking my cock.

"I gave it a little something to help make sure you're ready for an all day experience."

My eyes opened wide. So that was why… not that I'm complaining.

Sara lay on her back and pulled her legs back. "Ready to fuck my ass?"

Well, I didn't have to ask twice.

She reached over to the nightstand and pulled out some lube, covering my cock entirely.

"You want to roll over?"

"Nah, I want to watch you," she said, bending her hips and pointing her ass up a little. I pulled her to the edge of the bed to make it easier for me.

With her legs up, I stood off the edge of the bed and lined myself up. I could see her sweet used pussy, as I pushed into her ass. Oh, it felt so good, and she looked so sexy as she looked up at me.

"That's it. Fuck my ass," she said as I slid in.

I started slowly fucking her ass as she put a hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy in front of me. I loved watching a girl play with herself, yet my wife never would. To be able to watch her while fucking her ass would have made me cum immediately if I hadn't cum so recently.

I kept fucking her ass as she came, and then she came again. Having already cum, it took some time, but I was finally ready, and I came again inside her ass this time.

As I pulled out, I watched her continue to play with her pussy.

"You don't mind, I just.. Well, I'm always so horny, I can't help but touch myself."

"I won't stop you. I can't imagine any guy wanting to stop you, unless it's to have sex with you."

She smiled as she came one more time all over her fingers. I loved watching that young face scrunch up as she cried out in pleasure. I could watch that all day.

I asked if she wanted to take a shower with me. We were both a mess of sweat and cum, and who knows what else. Besides, the chance to feel up her firm body under running water seemed like a good idea.

I led her to the shower and made sure the temperature was right. We got under the water, and soon were lathering one another up. We both spent a lot of time on the areas we enjoyed, her cleaning my cock nice and right, and me kissing her soft lips while fondling her breasts and cute little ass that I had just had the pleasure of fucking.

"You know, I'm going to need a whole new set of fantasies now that you're fulfilling so many of mine," I told her as we kissed and made out under the warm water. The bathroom was becoming foggy, and not just from the hot water.

"Like what?" she asked as she kissed me back.

"I could imagine fucking you while you made out with my wife. What a present that would be. You, for both of us…"

"All three of us," she moaned. "But I'd be happy with just you."

"I'm happy with you too, but… fantasies… right? And they'll never come true if you don't share them."

She didn't say anything after that, but led me out of the shower. She helped me dry off, and then I helped her. I don't know how long we were in the shower, but she suggested a quick snack, and that sounded good.

We stayed naked as we headed to the kitchen. I can't remember the last time I spent the whole day naked, or even a half day. It must have been before we had kids.

She got some fruit from our fridge, then fed me a strawberry, and then some grapes. I fed her some in return before she went back into the fridge. She found a can of whipped topping and put a little on a strawberry, which I then ate. She went to put more on, but then quickly moved to putting a small spray on each nipple. 

I quickly devoured the whipped topping and stayed to enjoy her tender breasts. They weren't as large as my wife's, but she hadn't had kids either, and no matter the size, they always seemed perfect to me.

She moaned as I sucked on her breasts. It felt so good having them in my mouth, and hearing her moan the whole time, especially as I started to play with her pussy. I loved hearing her moan as I fingered her, and she was very vocal, something my wife and I couldn't be with young kids in the house. She started to cum all over my fingers right there in the kitchen, and I knew I'd always remember that room differently.

She took hold of my stiffening member and led me back to the bedroom. She climbed onto the bed, where she pointed herself toward the foot of the bed. "I want to watch you fuck me from behind," she said.

Well, I wasn't going to say no, especially since there was a nice large mirror over our dresser which was in her line of view, so I'd get to see her as well.

I got in behind her, and slowly fucked her. She tossed her hair back as she looked at me. Faster. I need you to fuck me. To really fuck me… but don't cum in me… not this time.

I started to fuck her harder and faster. Her pussy felt so good, and I could feel her gripping it as I moved in and out of her. She was cumming again, and came easily it seemed. I loved that. Not that I minded working for it with my wife, but to hear a girl cum again and again was just perfect.

"I'm… I'm about to cum," I called out. I didn't know how much longer I could hold out.

She quickly pulled away and spun around. With her mouth open, she dove for my cock, sucking on it, till I emptied my balls inside her mouth. She kept sucking, getting every drop out that she could.

It was so sexy watching her suck my dirty cock, not minding her taste, or mine, swallowing without abandon. I realized I had emptied myself into her three times, one in each of her sexy little holes.

She finished, wiping her mouth, and looked up at me. "I should get ready to go," she said.

"I'd say so," I heard a stern voice. It was Jennifer, and clearly she was angry, and I wasn't sure why.

"Honey," I said, going over to her. "You're home early."

"Don't you dare," she said, putting her hand up to stop me from getting too close.

I was confused, clearly.

"How could you? On our anniversary. How long has this been going on?"

Clearly, I was the one she was upset with, and I didn't understand why.

"It's not his fault," Sara said, pulling her short shorts up.

"I… I thought…"

"What? I had to go into work for the morning, so you should bang my best friend's daughter?"

"No. The call…"

"What call?"

"I called you. You had taken a flight to see another client. Some emergency."

Sara had pulled her shirt on and moved closer to the door.

"You didn't call her," she said sheepishly. "I'm leaving in a couple of days, and I had to take my shot."

Now Jennifer and I were both confused.

"I had a friend help, with an AI voice changer… make it sound like you called Jennifer."

"So… I didn't call my wife? So… the present she got me…"

"What present?"

Sara took off.

I looked at my phone. It showed I called "Jennifer" but when I looked at the contact, the number had changed. I swallowed hard and sat on the edge of the bed, slowly starting to realize how I had been tricked.

"I thought…" I said, as I put my head in my hands. "I thought…"

And that's the story I told in front of my wife and the marriage counselor. We'd have to find a way back. Being tricked like that hurt us both... whoever thought a fake phone call to do something so simple.

The counselor had various suggestions, ranging from divorce to an open marriage… Now we just have to pick what's going to work for us… all because a hot twenty-year-old wanted to live out her fantasy.

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