A New Threesome?
It has been fifty-eight days since I last had sex. This does not bode well for my aspiring career as a sex columnist.
I have a girl friend–a married girl friend–who has made it known that she fancies my legs. And my ass. And she’s done girl-on-girl before (throughtfully arranged by her hubby). This fine husband of hers who “somehow” manages to work as long as I get to watch into every conversation we have.* Sounds like my kind of guy.
I have kept this little gem of possibility tucked away for some time. Well before there were fifty-eight days, and actually before I was even single. The potential has been safely stored in the recesses of my perverted mind, growing each time I saw this couple. Oh I should also mention they’re cool as hell. I’m interested in both of them for their bodies and their minds. Their dirty dirty minds.
