Wednesday January 15th, two full weeks had now passed since I took Jeanne, the girls and Paul to the San Antonio airport. While the previous few days had been filled with excitement and I now had Maureen Styles as a friend, I missed my wife, my daughters and Paul. I also missed my friends Ruth and David and Amy and Mel. I wanted to go home, but it wasn't yet time. I owed a debt to Amy and Mel. Before I could end my journey I had to satisfy that debt.

In early November fate had brought me to Danny's Lounge, the strip club in Tucson, Arizona where I met Amy and Mel. Now in January, fate had once again intervened in my life by bringing me to Jimmy's Steakhouse in Fort Meyers, Florida where I met Maureen Styles. While Maureen had become a close friend, she also needed me now just like I needed Amy and Mel last November. Befriending and helping Maureen was a way for me to express my gratitude for the friendship and help Amy and Mel had given me when I so desperately needed it.

Maureen arrived at my motel room just after 6:00. She was in a state of frenetic excitement. "Michael, I can't believe I'm actually going to do this."

Taking Maureen in my arms, I kissed her hard on the lips and then I stepped back and smiled. "Relax, we're going to go over to Jimmy's to have a nice dinner. After dinner we're coming back here to read the email I just got from Ruth..."

"You have an email from Ruth about last night?"

"I haven't read it yet, but I assume that's what it's about."

"You shit, why didn't you say something?"

I grinned at Maureen. "This was the first chance I've had to tell you."

Shaking her head, Maureen said, "Yes, I'm sorry. I guess I'm a little excited about tonight."

"It's okay, let's go have dinner."

As usual, dinner at Jimmy's was excellent. Maureen had fried Grouper. I had a small sirloin. After dinner we returned to my motel room where I turned on my computer. We were both eager to read the email from Ruth.

I sat down on the bed, holding my computer on my lap. Maureen sat down next to me and read silently while I read aloud.

"Dear Michael

David and I are so excited. We think Matt Haynes may be the perfect man for us. It feels strange to think of Matt as a perfect man for both David and me, but it's true. David is even more excited by this than I am and believe me, I'm very excited.

Last night, when I met Matt I was immediately struck by his looks. He is exceptionally handsome. Jeanne said he reminds her of Cary Grant. I was thinking George Clooney, but they're really very similar movie stars. They're both sophisticated and genteel, with an air of subtle strength. That also describes Matt.

Matt and I had a cocktail with Jeanne, Abby, Mark and Bobby. After we finished our cocktails we adjourned to Tricia's old bedroom. Jeanne had been kind enough to make it available to us for the evening. Once we were alone in the bedroom I started to get nervous. I was seriously considering beginning a long term affair with this man I was just meeting and I would be doing it with my husbands full approval. I was starting to doubt my sanity."

Maureen laughed. "I understand exactly what she's saying. I was wondering the same thing about myself today."

"Are you really worried about tonight?"

"No, not really, it's just that it's a little out of character for me."

"We don't have to do it."

"Oh yes we do. Mister you're not backing out now and neither am I. I've been a good girl all my life and all it's gotten me is a no good husband who left me for a younger woman. It's time for me to take the bull by the horns and have a little fun, just like Ruth is doing. Now let's read the rest of her email."

"Okay." I started reading again.

"Matt sensed my anxiety and suggested we spend a few minutes talking. Michael that was exactly what I needed. We talked about David and my kids and about my job. I told him about Nick Granger and what I used to be like before I got married. He told me about his three marriages and why they failed. He took full responsibility. Matt is a notorious womanizer, but he admits to it and accepts the consequences of his behavior. He's honest, I find that comforting. That's also why he's interested in a relationship with David and me. None of us are looking for any kind of commitment."

Slowly rubbing my back Maureen said, "Michael that's one of the reasons I like you so much, you're honest and straightforward. You're not making promises you don't intend to keep."

Not certain about how to respond, I just shrugged.

Chuckling Maureen said, "Once in a while you remind me that you really are an accountant at heart."

Again I shrugged. "I am what I am"

Grinning while she shook her head, Maureen said, "Come on lover boy, let's read the rest of Ruth's email."

I winked at Maureen and continued reading.

"We talked for over an hour. It was exactly what I needed. I quickly grew to like Matt and started to feel comfortable with him. After a while he slipped his arm around me. I responded by snuggling up to him. We talked some more, he held me tighter and then he reached over and gently turned my face to his. We gazed into each others eyes. Suddenly I felt like a school girl. I wanted Matt to kiss me. I yearned for him to kiss me. I closed my eyes and held my breath. He kissed me. It was wonderful. Michael I'm a married woman. I love my husband. I will always love my husband, but that kiss was enchanting and as Matt kissed me I knew I wanted more. I wanted him. I wanted all of him.

I kissed him back hard. I'm ashamed to say that for a moment I forgot all about David. I was suddenly burning with lust. I wanted to feel this beautiful man inside me. Sensing my sudden outburst of desire, Matt attacked. His hands were all over me. I responded. We groped each other and then we tore each others clothes off.

As soon as we were both naked I wrapped my hands around Matt's beautiful cock. Michael it is beautiful. It's not as large as Nick Granger's but it was still big, seven or eight inches..."

Maureen started laughing. Pausing, I looked at her. She said, "Damn Michael, this woman works for you."

"I like to think that she works with me."

"You own the firm, correct?"

"Yes, it's my firm."

"So she works for you."

"Okay, but she's also an old friend."

"My boss and I are friends, but I can't imagine sending him an email like this one."

Chuckling, I said, "The past few months have been a bit rousing for us."

"Rousing? That's an interesting word choice."

"I think it's accurate."

Smiling, Maureen said, "I think it is too. Frankly, just meeting you has been rousing for me."

"Shall I put my computer away? I can read the rest of this email later."

"Don't you dare do that!"

"So you are enjoying it."

"Yes, I'm finding it very rousing."

"Even though Ruth is employed by my firm."

"I was just...Damn it Michael, just read the fucking email." Maureen put her hand over her mouth and giggled. "Oh my! I do believe that's the first time I've ever used that word as an expletive."

"Do you use it a lot as a verb?"

Grinning at me, Maureen said, "Michael Nolan if you ever again want to experience it as a verb with me you'll shut up and read."

"Yes ma'am."

"Ooo I like that, a little respect."

"I thought you weren't dominant."

"Read."

"Okay, let me see, where was I?"

"...I wrapped my hands around Matt's beautiful cock. Michael it is beautiful. It's not as large as Nick Granger's but it was still big, seven or eight inches..."

"That's where you left off, right there."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm damn sure."

Smiling, I started reading again.

"...and it was a new cock, a cock I'd never seen or touched before. Michael, this might help you understand Jeanne. There's something special about touching, feeling and tasting a new cock."

"Damn!"

I looked at Maureen.

She said, "I understand exactly what she's saying. Taking out your cock for the very first time was incredibly exciting."

"And you want to experience that feeling again?"

"I want to experience that feeling over and over again."

"That would make you a slut."

"Yes it would."

Smiling at the resolute tone in Maureen's voice, I said, "Then we'd better finish this email so we can go to Cape Coral."

Maureen stared at me. After a moment she said, "Yes, even though I'm still a little nervous about it, I'm now certain that I want to go to Cape Coral."

I nodded to her and started reading again.

"...there's something special about touching, feeling and tasting a new cock. I was so excited. Michael I actually had a little orgasm while I was sucking Matt."

"She had an orgasm while she was giving a guy a blow job! That's not fair."

I turned to Maureen, "Not fair?"

"That's right, not fair. I don't cum easily. I almost never had an orgasm with Eric. I have them with you, but you go down on me, that helps a lot. Sex with you is easier too, more relaxed. That also helps."

"Before her awakening, Jeanne almost never had orgasms. Now she has them all the time."

"So you're suggesting the problem is with me."

"I'm not suggesting anything. I'm just telling you that Jeanne used to have trouble cumming too."

Maureen stared at me. After a moment she said, "I want to be like Jeanne, Abby and Ruth."

"Okay."

"No not just okay!"

"What do you want me to say?"

"Damn it Michael, you told me you'd put me through slut boot camp."

"I did and tonight we're going to the Polynesian Lounge."

"But I'm still just a middle aged housewife."

"For the past week you've been meeting a middle aged man you just met for sex in his motel room."

Smiling, Maureen said, "Every night."

"And you sucked his cock."

"I did and I loved it." Maureen giggled. "I really have learned to enjoy giving head."

"See, you are making progress."

"But I still haven't come close to having an orgasm while I'm doing it."

"I don't actually think it happens very often for Jeanne, Ruth or Abby either."

"But I'd like it to happen to me."

"Give it time."

"You're right. I need to be patient. Let's read the rest of Ruth's email."

"Okay, let me see, where was I? Oh yes."

"Michael I actually had a little orgasm while I was sucking Matt."

Laughing Maureen said, "Yes, that's exactly where you left off."

I continued reading.

"After I made Matt cum we both cleaned up and then we lay on the bed talking. He told me more about his business and his three marriages. I told him more about David and our two kids. We relaxed, we took our time. It was nice.

Eventually our attention returned to sex. Matt fucked me. Michael, it was wonderful. I love David, so sex with him is always heartfelt and passionate. Nick Granger and his friends were exciting because they were well endowed and energetic, but now I realize they lacked depth. Matt is an amazing combination of grace and power. He took me. He took me like I have never before been taken, but he did it so very gently. I felt like I was Ginger Rogers in the arms of Fred Astaire. He made me orgasm two times."

"Twice? He made her cum twice? And he was gentle and graceful? Michael, you're gentle and graceful, but oh my god, he made her cum twice."

"Apparently he's pretty good."

"Michael, you're pretty good. Ruth is describing a sex god."

"Yes, I guess she is."

"You'd better believe she is. What else does she say about him?"

"Let's see." I continued reading.

"After we finished we again spent some time lying in each others arms talking, only this time we talked about our relationship and how David is going to fit in to it. It's needless to say this was a topic of great concern for me. As it turned out my concerns were groundless. Matt fully understood and accepted the fact that David and I were a package. His interest was in figuring out how to fulfill David's needs in this relationship.

Michael, he'd actually spent some time looking at the cuckold web sites so he could learn a little more about this desire. Even more amazing, he told me that he's excited about it. He thinks it will be a new adventure.

He asked me to tell him about David's fantasies. I explained that there was a masochistic element to it. David gets a thrill out of the idea that I might give other men pleasures that I deny him, pleasures that should be solely reserved for him.

Jeanne tells me that you've reached a point where you don't judge others. I hope that's true. I'm trying to be open with you. I know David and I are kinky, but it really doesn't hurt anyone and we're both enjoying this fantasy.

Matt wasn't in the least bit put off by that disclosure. In fact he told me that he was friends with a couple who were in to a dominant submissive relationship and he's always been envious of the fun they had. He also admitted that he had some mild dominant inclinations. I admitted that I did too.

He asked me if I could suggest some stories he could read so he could better understand David's fantasies. I told him that would be easy. He then asked me if I thought David might enjoy it if we made him wear a chastity cage during our dates. For a moment I was shocked. I've read enough of David's favorite stories to know what a chastity cage was, but..."

Next to me, Maureen said, "A chastity cage? What in heavens name is a chastity cage?"

"Let's see what we can find out." I opened a new Internet search window and typed in male chastity cage. A moment later we were presented with several web sites offering a variety of male chastity cages. Some of them featured spikes and looked absolutely frightening.

Next to me, Maureen said, "Damn, some of those look really painful."

"They do. I have to admit they give me the willys."

"I can see why. I don't have a dick and they still give me the willys." But then she said, "Michael, look at this one." Maureen pointed at an ad for the cb6000. "It looks like it's just a plastic case for a guy's cock."

Laughing, I said, "You're growing quickly."

"What do you mean?"

"First of all, you just used the word cock in a conversational sentence."

Maureen giggled. "I did, didn't I."

"And then your use of the word just suggested that you're now open to the idea that locking a guys cock in a plastic case might be a perfectly reasonable course of action."

"It's certainly more reasonable than locking it into one of those spikey thingys."

"I have to admit that I agree with you."

"Let's find out what Matt and Ruth were thinking about."

"I know Ruth. She loves David. I'm pretty sure it's not one of those spikey thingys."

"Let's find out what she and Matt decided."

"All right." I started reading again.

"But I also knew that David would be excited about wearing a chastity cage, especially if Matt and I made him do it. Michael, I'm sure you probably think this is weird. When David first mentioned it I had a little trouble getting used to the idea too. Please keep an open mind and try not to judge us. It's just fun. Nobody is getting hurt."

Turning to Maureen I said, "She's right. It is just fun and nobody is getting hurt."

"Unless they're going to make David wear one of those spikey thingys."

"I'm quite certain they're not going to do that."

"Keep reading."

"You're enjoying this, aren't you. Admit it."

"All right Mr. Smarty Pants. I admit it. I am enjoying it. Kinky is fun. So what!"

"You're making progress."

"Shut up and read."

Chuckling, I started reading again.

"Matt explained that he believes that if this is going to work we have to constantly be attentive to David's needs. It's essential that this is as much fun for him as it is for us. I agreed and told Matt that I would ask David about the chastity cage. Matt disagreed. He felt David would enjoy it more if it wasn't his choice. Knowing David, I had to concur."

"Michael, I don't get that at all. Why wouldn't David want to be involved in a decision like that? I get that it's fun for him, but it should still be his choice."

"No, for David surrendering power is a big part of the thrill. Amy and Mel helped me understand that. Paul did too."

"But why?"

"Why is irrelevant. It just is."

"But..."

"Maureen do you think it might be fun to be blindfolded and tied to a bed during sex?"

"Yes, but I think lots of women have that fantasy." Maureen paused. After a moment she smiled and said, "Okay, I get it, but I'm still not sure I really understand it."

"I don't think you have to understand it. You just have to accept the fact that it makes them happy and it isn't hurting anyone."

"Unless they start using those spikey thingys."

"Okay, if Ruth starts locking David's cock in one of those spikey thingys we'll reopen this conversation."

"Michael, you have to remember, you spent two months with Amy and Mel. I just met you a week ago."

"You're right Maureen. I do have to remember that. I've also gotten a lot of support from Jeanne. Your husband isn't doing anything to help you."

"I'd like to lock his pathetic little dick in one of those spikey thingys."

"Really?"

She smiled. "No not really. Actually I have to admit that I'm beginning to think Eric's little chippy did me a huge favor. Life without that bastard is turning out to be a lot more fun than life was with him. Michael, I now love giving blow jobs. In fact I'd love to give you one right now."

"Nope."

"Nope?"

"That's right, we have a plan for this evening. A plan that I hope will result in your giving a blow job to a man you just met." Laughing as I shook my head, I quickly added, "But I am amazed that I just turned down an offer of a blow job from a beautiful woman."

"You're hoping you'll get to watch."

"I doubt I'll get to watch you give a guy a blow job, but I am hoping I'll get to watch you hook up with the guy."

"While I am a little nervous about it, I'm hoping that too."

"Are you ready to go?"

"No I want to hear the rest of Ruth's email first."

"Even if it's about cock cages."

"Especially because it's about cock cages. Michael, it really is fun to be kinky."

"Yes it is, isn't it."

"Yes, now start reading again."

"Okay, where was I?"

"Matt and Ruth had just decided that David would enjoy it more if they told him he had to wear a cock cage."

"You are into this, aren't you."

"Shut up and read."

"Okay." I started reading again.

"Matt had already done a little research and told me that the cb6000 looked like the the best and safest chastity cage."

Maureen said, "That's the plastic one we saw."

"Yes, it's not a spikey thingy."

"Thank goodness, if it had been one of those I would have spent the next month worrying about David and I don't even know him."

I continued reading.

"Matt suggested that since David was my husband I should buy the chastity cage. He told me I could get one at The Sex Emporium. It's a store on the outskirts of downtown that specializes in erotica of all kinds. Matt also told me that they're expensive and offered to pay for it. I accepted his offer. I was certain David would get a thrill out of knowing my new boyfriend paid for the chastity cage I'm making him wear."

"Michael, your friend Ruth has a creative imagination."

"It doesn't surprise me. She's bright. She also loves her husband."

"So she wants to do everything she can to make this fun for him."

"That's right."

"I'm really beginning to like Ruth."

"Even if she's planning to make her husband wear a chastity cage?"

"Because she's planning to make her husband wear a chastity cage. Michael, she's doing it for him."

"Yes she is and you're making outstanding progress."

"You're a good teacher."

"I'm trying."

"Keep reading."

"Okay."

"Matt then asked me if I was serious about trying this with him. I told him I was and added that I was sure David was too. He said that if I was certain, he thought our next step should be a dinner out for the three of us. He invited David and me to have dinner with him at the Kennsington Grill next Saturday night. After dinner, if everything goes well, we'll go back to his penthouse apartment for a cocktail.

I told Matt that I liked his plan, but needed to talk to David about it. He understood. We turned our attention back to sex. Matt fucked me one more time. It was even better than the first time.

After we finished we dressed and walked out into the living room. Michael, it was amazing. Jeanne, Abby, Mark and Bobby were all naked. Jeanne was lying on her back on the couch. Mark was straddling her shoulders facing her.

She was sucking his cock. Abby was lying on her stomach between Jeanne's thighs eating her pussy. Bobby was sitting in a chair jacking off while he watched them. Matt and I interrupted them so we could thank Jeanne and Abby and say goodbye. All four of them politely stopped, looked up at us, said goodbye and then immediately returned to what they were doing."

Laughing, I said, "That's my wife. She knows how to focus on a task."

Maureen giggled. "If I was getting my pussy licked while I was sucking a cock I'm not sure I could maintain enough composure to look up and say good bye to someone who was leaving."

"Care to give it a try?"

"I'm not sure how we'll do the part where we say good bye to someone who's leaving, but you and I have already established that we can do the licking and sucking with aplomb."

"Shall we?"

"Now it's you who can't stay on task." Maureen paused and then with a sly smile, she added, "Maybe we could wait until we get back from The Polynesian Lounge."

"It's a date, unless of course..."

"Unless of course what?"

"Unless you meet someone at the Polynesian Lounge."

"Michael I'm going there with you and I fully intend to come home with you."

"Even if you meet someone very interesting?"

"Very interesting?"

"Yes, very interesting."

"Well then maybe we'll have a little fun together first, but I'm still going home with you." Staring into my eyes, Maureen said, "Michael, you're my friend. I don't have many friends."

"Okay, but there may come a time when you're going to want to spend the night with a man you meet."

"And if that time comes we'll deal with it."

"Yes, you're right, we will."

"Let's read the rest of Ruth's email."

"Good idea." I started reading again.

"Matt walked me to my car and kissed me goodnight. I promised to call him in the morning. He told me he would be eagerly waiting to hear from me and then he kissed me again.

Michael, driving home my heart was racing at about a million beats a second. I felt like I was back in high school. I was infatuated with Matt. As I realized that guilt overwhelmed me. David is the love of my life. How could I possibly be infatuated with another man?"

When I arrived at home David was waiting for me. He didn't say anything. He just kissed me and held me in his arms. I love David so much. I feel safe in his arms. I could have stayed there all night, but David was eager to hear about my evening with Matt.

The kids were in their rooms. After stopping to say goodnight to both of them David and I quickly withdrew to our bedroom. Once we were inside our room David was a fount of questions. How did I like Matt? Was he handsome? Did we do it? Was he good? Did I want to see him again?

Still affected by the feelings of guilt that had plagued me during my drive home, I was at first reticent about my answers, but then I saw the lust in David's eyes and realized that we both wanted this, maybe him even more than me.

Michael, I love David and he loves me. I can't explain this. I'm not sure it has an explanation. I'm not sure it requires an explanation. It just is. We're both happy about it and I guess that's all that matters.

I relaxed and told David everything. Again I felt like I was back in high school. This time I was telling my best girlfriend about my latest crush. David was just as excited as I was. we both babbled to each other, him asking questions, me answering without reservation.

We talked about the sex. I told David how much I'd enjoyed sucking Matt's cock. He asked me to describe Matt's cock. Michael, please don't get the wrong idea. David is not gay. He simply wants to share my excitement."

Pausing, I said, "I think I can understand this. Hearing about Jeanne's fun makes me happy. If you hook up with a guy tonight at the Polynesian Lounge, it will make me happy if you tell me he was a skilled, well endowed playmate."

"Why?" There was a look of honest puzzlement in Maureen's eyes.

"Why not? I like you. You're my friend. Why shouldn't I want you to have a memorable experience."

"Because it's not with you."

"If we were golf partners rather than fuck buddies should I get upset if you had fun playing golf with a really good golfer?"

"Michael!"

"What?"

"You can't equate fucking and golf. They aren't the same."

"Why not?"

"Well, for one, you can't get pregnant playing golf."

"Are you concerned that I'm going to get you pregnant?"

"Of course not! But...Oh this is so confusing."

"I will agree with that. Sex is very confusing."

"Okay, but you do have to admit that sex is a much more intimate act than golf."

"It doesn't have to be. It certainly isn't for Mel and Amy. It isn't for Jeanne either and weren't you the one who wanted to learn how to give blow jobs to guys you just met without feeling guilty about it?"

"Aren't you even a little bit jealous when Jeanne tells you about the fun she had with another man?"

"Once you understand that sex doesn't always have to be an expression of love, jealousy fades. Envy may still be a problem."

"Envy, but not jealousy? Please explain that."

"They're not synonyms."

"Go on."

"Jealousy refers to the fear that a person you love may love another."

"Okay."

"Envy is the desire to have something another has."

"So while you may not be jealous of Jeanne's boy friends you might envy them."

"Jeanne now acknowledges that when this first started one of her mistakes was failing to make me the most sexually satisfied husband on this planet before she broached the idea of playing with other men. Ruth learned from Jeanne. She's being very careful to be certain her new relationship with Matt is just as exciting for David as it is for her."

"Michael, she's thinking about making him wear a cock cage."

"That's David's fantasy. That's what he wants. He isn't going to be envious of Matt because his fantasy is being fulfilled. I would also be surprised if Ruth isn't making it clear to David that he can have her any time he wants her."

"You're telling me they're acting out a fantasy together."

"That's exactly what I'm saying. They each want something different from this fantasy, but it's still a mutually satisfying game. Ruth gets to play with a well endowed assertive lover and David gets to act out his submissive masochistic cuckold desires."

"A game?"

"Of course. David will always be the man of Ruth's dreams. I've known them far too long to ever doubt that. This is a game of make believe, a very exciting game of make believe, but that's all it is and that's all it will ever be."

"A game of make believe, I like that. Maybe if Eric and I had been able to play a game of make believe he wouldn't have needed his chippy."

"Six months ago were you ready to play a game of make believe?"

Maureen considered that question. After a moment she answered, "No definitely not."

Nodding, I said, "We're taught to hide our fantasies. They may be desires, but they're illicit desires, desires we can't admit to anyone. I'm sure David has been harboring secret submissive masochistic urges for years."

"But he was ashamed to admit them to Ruth."

"That's right."

"And before she got married Ruth was a slut, but she never told David."

"She didn't dare. She was afraid he wouldn't marry her if he knew the truth."

"But during all those years they were married David was fantasizing about Ruth having affairs with other men."

"It's ironic, isn't it."

"It is so ironic." Maureen paused. After a moment she asked, "Michael, could we do that?"

"You mean act out a fantasy together?"

"Yes."

"I thought that's what we were doing. You want to be a slut."

Maureen stared at me for a second and then she said, "And you're a voyeur. You love hanging around with sluts."

"It's a fantasy I'm finding very exciting."

Grinning, Maureen said, "That's the fantasy you and Jeanne are playing."

Nodding, I said, "We are now."

"But it wasn't last August. That's why you left home."

"That's right, last August it wasn't a mutual fantasy. Last August it was just Jeanne's fantasy, a fantasy that didn't include me."

"But that changed when you met Amy and Mel. Amy and Mel showed you that it could be your fantasy too."

"No, it changed when Jeanne flew to San Francisco to meet me. In San Francisco Jeanne made it clear that she wanted me to be part of her fantasy. She wanted her fantasy to be our fantasy. Amy and Mel showed me that it would be okay for Jeanne's fantasy to be my fantasy too."

"Just like you're showing me that I don't have to be ashamed of my sexual desires."

"That's right and..."

"And? And what?"

"Ruth and David don't have to be ashamed of their sexual desires either."

Slowly nodding, Maureen said, "Let's read the rest of Ruth's email."

"Okay." I continued reading.

"Michael, once I recognized how excited David was my confidence grew. I told him everything. When David heard about Matt's invitation to take us to dinner next Saturday night he said that if it was alright with me, he wanted to go. After I assured him that I wouldn't go without him I told David that if everything goes well during dinner, all three of us are going to go back to Matt's condominium for an after dinner cocktail.

David stared at me. I started to worry. I asked him if he wanted to go to Matt's condominium with me. He smiled at me and told me that he couldn't think of anything he'd rather do. That relaxed me, but then my sweet husband totally shocked me. He asked me if I would allow him to serve cocktails to Matt and me."

Maureen giggled. "Oh my!"

"Are you being judgmental again?"

Still giggling, Maureen said, "No, I mean...Michael, why would he..."

"It's not your fantasy Maureen. You don't have to understand why. You just have to accept that it excites him and he's not hurting anyone else. Isn't that all that really matters?"

"I can't imagine Eric serving cocktails to you and me before we get into bed."

"Your husband isn't David."

"No he certainly isn't." Maureen paused. After a moment she said, "I think I'm starting to get it."

"Okay."

"Our personal fantasies aren't anyone elses business."

"As long as nobody else is getting hurt by them."

"Of course, that goes without saying." Maureen smiled. "I like Ruth and David. They are so exquisitely kinky. Keep reading. What did Ruth say to him?"

"Okay." Smiling, I continued reading.

"I was a little disarmed at first, but when I saw the lust in David's eyes I understood. This really was his fantasy. For the past several months we've been playing games in which David takes a submissive role while I date an imaginary boyfriend, but this was the first time I was convinced that he actually wanted to make this fantasy real. Suddenly I was very excited. This wasn't just my fantasy or David's fantasy, this was our fantasy and together we were going to make it real."

"Oh my god! This is so hot. Michael, the idea that two people who love each other are about to play out a mutually satisfying kinky fantasy is...I don't know, unbelievable."

"Unbelievable? Really?"

"Yes, most people are much too uptight to reveal their secret fantasies to anyone else, especially someone they love."

"I'm a voyeur. I admitted that to you."

"Yes you did and I'm a wanna be slut. I admitted that to you. Don't you understand? That makes us special." Maureen paused. After a moment she shook her head and said, "No, I'm just learning to be special. You're special and so are Jeanne, Ruth and David." She grinned at me. "And Mel and Amy are really special."

"We're all still learning, even Mel and Amy."

"But at least we're trying to learn. Michael, read the rest of Ruth's email. I want to hear everything about them."

"This is a sudden and radical change of opinion."

"I think I'm finally starting to get it, I mean really get it. David is being true to himself. Michael, for awhile, when my kids were young I had a sexual fantasy that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't purge from my mind. It plagued me."

"Can you tell me?"

"I've never told anyone, not Eric, not anyone, but I think I can tell you. No, I want to tell you."

"I won't judge you."

"I know you won't that's why I want to tell you."

"Okay."

"I met Eric two years after I dropped out of college."

"I didn't know you dropped out of college."

"My younger sister received a scholarship to a prestigious eastern university, but it wasn't a full scholarship. My father couldn't afford to help both of us. My sister was always a better student than I was."

"You quit college so your sister could go to a prestigious school."

"She's now a successful attorney."

"And you're a secretary."

"I have no regrets."

"Really?"

"She's a successful attorney. I never would have gotten into law school. It was the right decision."

"Okay, so two years after you dropped out of law school you met Eric. Tell me about your fantasy."

"He had two roommates. All three of them were handsome young bachelors. They lived in a three bedroom apartment. Michael, Eric and I used to fuck in his bedroom while his roommates were watching television in the living room."

"I don't really think that's an unusual situation."

"No, I suppose not, but it got stranger."

"Tell me."

"Eric was in grad school working on his MBA."

"Okay."

"To support himself he worked the midnight to 6:00 AM shift at a convenience store. Lots of nights he got out of bed after we finished fucking and went to work."

"And you spent the night in his bedroom with his two roommates in the living room."

"Yes."

"Did anything ever happen?"

"No but..."

"You had fantasies about it."

"One of his roommates, Ricky Tyler, was so handsome. Michael, he had beautiful blue eyes and a smile that could charm the pants off of a spinster school teacher."

Chuckling, I said, "A spinster school teacher?"

"That was one of Eric's favorites. He used to say, 'The guy's so smooth he could charm the pants off of a spinster school teacher.'" Maureen laughed. "I don't think Eric has ever even met a spinster school teacher."

"It's kind of an archaic phrase."

"Believe me, Eric's an archaic guy."

"Okay, back to your story. Did Ricky Tyler or Eric's other roommate ever make a pass at you?"

"No, I was Eric's girlfriend. There was a code of honor."

"But you wish they had."

"Not then! At the time I would have been mortified if either of them had tried anything."

"But later, when your children were young."

Nodding, Maureen said, "I started fantasizing about lying in Eric's bed after he left for work. There was a knock at the door. At first it just Ricky. He asked if he could come in. I told him yes. He sat on the bed in the dark. I was naked under the covers. We talked. He kissed me and then we made love, hot passionate love."

"Maureen, I don't mean to be critical, but that's a pretty tame fantasy."

"There's more."

"Tell me."

"It wasn't long before I began to imagine that after Ricky left Ben knocked on the door. Ben was Eric's other roommate. He wasn't as handsome as Ricky, but he was still good looking."

"Eric, Ricky and Ben, all in the same night."

"Yes, but there's still more."

"Go on."

"After a while Ricky and Ben knocked at the same time."

"And you had them both at the same time."

"Michael, it was so hot, but it also made me feel ashamed."

"There wasn't any reason to be ashamed."

"I know that now, but eighteen years ago I was a different person. I was still a young mother."

"I understand. Eighteen years ago I would have been horrified if I'd admitted to myself that I might enjoy watching Jeanne with another man."

Smiling, Maureen said, "If you'd admitted to yourself that you might enjoy watching Jeanne with another man? An interesting statement. Are you suggesting that eighteen years ago you might have had those thoughts as deep dark illicit desires?"

"They were there. I know they were, but I didn't dare acknowledge them." Pausing, I looked at Maureen. "What about you? Do you now acknowledge, no embrace is a better word. Do you now embrace your old illicit desires?"

After taking a moment to consider my question, Maureen answered, "I'm not yet capable of doing that, but I will admit..." She paused and then she smiled. "I will admit that I am envious when I hear Jeanne describe the fun she's having with Mark and Bobby."

"So there may come a time?"

"When I share a bed with two men at the same time?"

"Yes."

"Part of me hopes it will happen and another part of me is terrified of the idea."

"That's progress."

"Yes, I suppose it is." Maureen giggled. "Slut boot camp is working."

I chuckled.

Maureen said, "Let's read the rest of Ruth's email."

Nodding, I adopted a more serious demeanor and said, "Okay." And then I started reading again.

"Michael, I don't believe that I have ever been more in love with David than I was at that moment."

"Oh my god! That is so beautiful."

I looked at Maureen with a questioning expression.

She said, "Ruth and David are sharing this fantasy. I don't think very many married couples are able to do that."

Understanding, I said, "Yes, of course."

"Let's finish reading it."

"Okay."

"We hugged for a long time and then David kissed me. It was an intense kiss filled with love and passion. After he kissed me David dropped to his knees on the floor at my feet. I knew what he wanted. I wanted it too. I raised the hem of my skirt. pulled my panties off and parted my thighs. David kissed me again, this time in that most private place, a place that had just been enjoyed by another man. He quickly started licking me. Michael it was amazing. I don't believe that either of us had ever been as aroused as we were at that moment.

After my second orgasm..."

Maureen whispered, "Her second orgasm! Damn! I'm beginning to believe that kinky sex might be the best kind."

I smiled at Maureen and continued reading.

"After my second orgasm I pulled David up on the bed. As soon as he was seated next to me I told him that I wanted him to fuck me. He shook his head no and told me that he thought that pleasure should now be reserved exclusively for Mr. Haynes. I wasn't surprised, in fact I'd expected that response, but I wasn't about to accept it. I explained to David that he was the love of my life and I both wanted and needed to occasionally be able to enjoy feeling him inside me.

After a short discussion we agreed that at least two nights a month would be designated as husband and wife nights. There also would be nights like last night when I just wanted to be able to make love to David in every way imaginable, at least for a little while. My husband is a beautiful man. He understood. Then we made love. I didn't cum. That wasn't the point. I'd already had plenty of orgasms with both Matt and David. When David and I made love last night it was more than physical excitement, much more. It was rapture, harmony and passion. It was a union of our souls.”

Maureen gasped. I looked at her. She whispered, “Don't stop reading.”

I continued.

“Michael, I hope you understand and won't judge us. I'd never imagined that David and I would do something like this, but we are and it's making both of us happy and very excited.

Love,

Ruth"

"I never would have thought I would envy a married couple who were living a lifestyle like that, but I am. It just seems so loving." Maureen shook her head. "Especially after the last ten years I had with Eric the bum."

"They care about each other."

"Yes they do. I think you'd better send a reply to Ruth. You should tell her you're happy for them."

"You're right. I do need to do that." I quickly typed a short reply.

"Ruth,

It sounds like you and David may have found an ideal situation. I hope the two of you end up having an exciting and mutually enjoyable relationship with Matt.

Your friend,

Michael"

Maureen read it as I typed it. As soon as I was finished she said, "Perfect, send it."

After I sent it I turned to her. "It's time."

Maureen stared at me for a moment and then she smiled and said, "Yes it is. I'm ready to go to Cape Coral and live a kinky little fantasy."

I put my computer away and then giggling like a pair of teenagers, we left my motel room and walked quickly to my Ford Escape.