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The inside door opened before I could knock. The gentleman that answered was smiling, but he was also holding a single finger up to his lips.

"The good doctor is sleeping," he explained. "Do you need to take your car and go, or do you have time to come in and talk for a bit?"

"The doctor?" I couldn't stop from asking. He had to be talking about his wife. "I have some time, and we definitely need to talk."

A knowing grin spread on his face.

"You two must have hit it off pretty quickly if she didn't get around to telling you she is a doctor," he teased. "Did she even get around to telling you our names are Mike and Carol?"

"I'm thinking you probably satisfied her more than once, as well," he continued. "She is a primary ER doctor at the big medical facility down by Rockford, and even though she just finished a thirty-six-hour shift, she doesn't usually sleep in this long unless she has an intense release first."

I swear he was laughing at the way I was blushing. I tried to divert his attention.

"Are you hung over at all?" I asked. He laughed at my attempt.

"One of the drawbacks of the meds I take is that sometimes alcohol hits me pretty fast. I don't think I finished four drinks last night, and you saw how messed up I was. One of the benefits is no hangovers. I bet it would be a popular recreational drug if it weren't for the other side effects. Weren't you at the bar with a woman? How did you end up driving me home?"

"That was my wife. She had way more to drink than you did, and she is still suffering today. I volunteered to drive the shuttle van when the cop decided to be a jerk and arrest the driver."

"That kid is in one of the classes I teach at the high school," he said thoughtfully. "He wasn't drinking, was he?"

"No. The cop was being a jerk. He decided that there was a curfew violation."

He nodded at my answer, but then gave me a speculative look.

"So, you're married and local. How did you convince her to choose you?"

His look quickly turned to a frown. His brows pressed together into a worried look.

"She did choose you, didn't she?" he begged. "You didn't force her to choose?"

I thought hard about my actions with her.

"It was her choice," I suggested, "but we chose together. Both of us may have allowed our frustrations to direct our actions, and I think we both plan to have a rational talk today."

He still looked worried.

"You chose together?" he asked. "It has to be her choice. I just want to know how you convinced her." His eyes looked away. "I haven't liked some of her choices, and I should have known that it was a bad choice by the way they pushed her to choose."

"I'm still pretty sure it was her choice," I said. I gave him a sheepish smile. "I think you told me to kiss her. I think I caught her off guard, but when I stepped back to see if I was in trouble, she kissed me."

His eyes searched mine. "You stepped back, and she still chose you? You didn't try to force her to do things?"

We both knew he saw some guilt in my eyes.

"I did what she asked me to do, but I didn't force anything on her," I explained. Although it sounded selfish, I added, "I wanted her to choose me so we could have fun. I wouldn't want to force things that aren't fun for her as well."

With a lost look, he said, "I'm not sure she has the same idea of fun as I do, anymore."

And then he gasped in surprise as his wife quietly stepped into the room and asked, "What do you mean?"

The look on her face was concerned and thoughtful, and it completely did not match the look of fear on his face. I wanted to hear his answer, but I also felt bad for him. I know I hate being put on the spot like that, so I tried to cut him a break.

"Good morning, beautiful," I offered his wife with a smile. "I hope we didn't wake you. It looks like he was thoughtful enough to make coffee. Would you like some?"

Her look at me was nearly sharp, but then she let herself smile as she recognized my distraction for what it was. He sagged in relief as she answered, "Good morning, handsome. I would be delighted to have a cup. Would you like one as well?"

"Coffee is foul disgusting stuff that tastes like someone poured boiling water over almost burned beans," I said with a smile. "I'd enjoy some water or juice, if I may."

She slid me an empty cup to fill and then turned to pour a glass of orange juice for me.

"I may have to reconsider," she said as she poured. "I'm not sure the arrangement we are considering will work if I can't count on you to make coffee in the morning."

"Coffee is easy with a machine like this," I said as I slid the full cup to her. "You fill the big basket with coffee and then hit the button, and pretty soon the pot is full."

"You don't fill the..." she gasped, and then stopped as she realized I was joking.

There was a wry smile on her face as she stepped closer to set my glass down on the counter by me, and then turned to caress my jaw.

"I'm going to have serious doubts if you think I'll tolerate that kind of humor before my first cup of coffee," she said.

Her husband cleared his throat. "Um, you're considering an arrangement?" he asked.

"It's what we've talked about," she said plainly as she turned towards him. She sounded hopeful as she added, "Someone less random, compatible with us, willing to learn with us and make us happy?"

His eyes got lost on the floor, halfway between her and me. "He'll make both of us happy?" he asked quietly.

Her eyes were filled with panic as they raced between the two of us. "Maybe not perfectly happy," she stammered, "but I think we can make it work."

They both looked lost. I started to get the feeling that neither of them was certain what the other wanted. Although I am usually a laid-back kind of guy, I decided I needed to clear away that uncertainty if I wanted to continue enjoying her company.

"Mike, can I ask you a rather direct question?" I asked.

"Of course," he stammered. His eyes jumped to me, and then to his wife. As he saw her worry, he added, "Whatever it is that you're hoping I'll do, the answer is 'yes'. I'll do anything to make Carol happy."

"That's either the wrong answer or the wrong question," I teased with a smile. He looked worried and puzzled. "Let me explain first," I said. "You were right earlier when you suggested that we had gone more than one round. You might be surprised by the focus of the second round."

He smiled at my first admission, but the looked pensive when I suggested he might be surprised. I gave her a friendly smile with a twinkle in my eye. I tried not to sound like I was teasing as I continued.

"You would have been right to surmise that our first round was about lust. Both of us were feeling a little jumpy, and once we realized that we were going to take advantage of each other, there was no stopping us."

He gave her a knowing grin as she blushed, but neither of them said anything.

"The second round started as we discussed how to make you happy," I said. His smile vanished as he stared at her in surprise.

"She was rather worried to learn that I am fairly straight. She was worried that there are things you would need to enjoy that I won't want to be a part of."

"What kind of things," he gasped in a worried tone.

"The kinds of things you like," she said, trying to calm him down.

"The things you make me do?" he whined.

"The things you like to do," she said, starting to sound angry.

I quickly stepped between them, facing him.

"Mike, we are not trying to put you on the spot here," I quickly said. "We are trying to see if we can work things out for all of us. There's one thing we need from you."

"I'm not sucking your dick!" he exclaimed excitedly.

"Thank god!" I exclaimed right back at him. "I don't want you anywhere near my cock, and for damn sure I'm not touching yours!"

"Mike," I continued in a more reasonable tone, "can you trust me enough to be honest? I'm going to repeat that I am fairly straight. Carol says you've enjoyed some things that are more bi-sexual in nature, but it sounds like you don't want to anymore."

"Teddy?" Carol interrupted in a worried tone. I don't think that was her pet name for him.

He gave her a worried look.

"This one guy started it," he said softly. He blushed very redly. "I guess I do like licking her after sex, and I thought they were done. The guy saw me moving between their legs and he told Carol to tell me to suck him hard so he could fuck her again." He gave his wife a hopeful and apologetic look. "You growled in need and begged me to do it. You know that I will do anything to make you happy."

"I told you to do it the second time because I thought you enjoyed it," Carol whispered sadly.

"I pretended to enjoy it because I thought I was making you happy," he whispered. He blushed and gave me a furtive glance before meeting her eyes again. "Maybe there is something wrong with me," he said just above a whisper. "Their mixed flavors were dripping off of him." After a quick glance at me, he told her, "I do like those flavors, and it was too easy to lick from him when compared to the way I have to strain my neck to get them from inside of you."

Carol shivered in delight as she fantasized feeling his tongue inside.

"Maybe there is something wrong with me," I suggested with a soft laugh. Mike gave me a questioning look.

"I certainly love the flavors of a woman," I continued. "And I love it when a woman likes our mixed flavors and licks me clean. I can tell that Carol loves when you enjoy those flavors, and it makes you a better lover than me that you can share that with her and make her happy."

Mike's eyebrows crinkled as he tried to decide if I was serious.

I smiled and said, "It sounds like we would all be happy if things ended with her licking me clean while you lick her clean. We just need to work out what we would all three enjoy to get us there."

Carol leaned her weight into me and caressed my chest.

"Let's go show him our scale," she suggested playfully.

I was shocked and very aroused at the idea of having more sex with her so soon. I let my eyes play over her body.

"Not all of it," I teased.

"We'll see," she teased back.

"What are you talking about?" Mike asked suspiciously.

Carol's eyes stayed locked on mine, and she smiled playfully as she answered.

"Although we were talking about what it would take to please all of us, he decided to make a scale of options to define what he would or wouldn't do." She almost winked at me as she turned to her husband. "Is it okay with you if we leave you here while he and I go upstairs and have sex. You'll be able to hear us."

"No!" he answered, almost angrily. Then, with a crestfallen look, he added, "Is that what you want?"

"I was going to make a scale from one to ten," I said, and he just stared at me. "Then I started the scale at zero and said I wouldn't have sex if another man was in the same room if that was my comfort level."

He stared at me blankly for a moment and then stammered, "You wouldn't be here if that were the case."

"I think we need to go upstairs," his wife suggested in a seductive tone.

She gave me a quick kiss, and then locked eyes with me. Somehow, in that look, she asked me to follow, I reminded her of my limits, and she promised we would all have fun. She smiled as she turned and pulled me along in tow. She took two steps to her husband, and she kissed him as she pulled him to his feet. She locked eyes with him, and they made their own agreement. She smiled as she pushed him ahead of herself toward the stairs.

At the top of the stairs, she told him, "Use the guest bedroom."

"Our bed is bigger," he suggested as he turned into the room she and I had been in the night before.

"You'll see," she said in a playful tone.

She was still pushing him and pulling me as we went into the room. She pushed him toward a straight-backed chair at a desk, and she playfully laughed when she saw that his shirt was unbuttoned.

"I told him you would want to be naked," she said lightly. He glanced at me to see if he had done something wrong. I gave him a reassuring smile as she explained. "This is level one. You have to stay mostly dressed and sit quietly in the chair, watching. Can you do that?"

With an almost resigned look, he nodded. "This is making you happy?" he asked.

With a surprised look, she quickly stepped over and kissed him deeply. "Thank you for asking, and I love you," she said. She smiled and added, "I'm enjoying this, and I'm very sure we're both going to be enjoying it even more, shortly."

I'm not sure he heard her added words. A look of pure ecstasy flooded his face at her first words, and he couldn't wait for her to stop talking so he could kiss her again. She smiled and accepted his kiss, and then smiled as she pointed for him to sit in the chair. He was still smiling as he sat.

She turned to me and her smile shifted from loving to playful.

"You know this isn't fair," she declared.

"Oh?" I asked. I was almost afraid to hear what she was teasing about.

"You are wearing all those clothes," she said, and then paused. With a shrug, her robe fell to the floor, leaving her wearing loose scrub pants. In the same motion, she pushed the pants over her hips and they fell to the floor. "And I," she continued, "am all but naked."

Her eyes made a challenging sweep of my body as she smiled seductively. I swallowed hard and then quickly stripped down. I suppose I could have gone slowly and made a show of it, but her eyes were very demanding.

"You'll need to be harder than that if you want to please her," Mike suggested.

"Hush, you!" Carol immediately chastised. Mike looked surprised, but he playfully made a motion to button his lips.

"He's right," Carol said to me. "Just this once, I will help you out."

She quickly dropped down in front of me and started caressing and teasing my cock. In moments, she had made me fully hard. She gave Mike a playful look, and then took me deep into her mouth. After several strokes, she looked up at me with demanding eyes.

"It that all the deeper you can go?" I demanded with an edgy tone. "I seem to remember..."

I slid my fingers into her hair and caught a tight grip. I used my grip to force her to take more and more of my cock into her mouth. She started groaning and gasping in pleasure as I pushed all the way in.

Mike groaned as well. "Oh fuck, Baby, you know how much I miss giving you that," he groaned. "Look how wet her eyes are getting!"

Carol grunted as she tried to yell at him for speaking, but I didn't let her take my cock out of her mouth.

"You've moved on to number two, Mike," I informed him. "You have to stay there, but you are allowed to talk. Tell her how beautiful she is!"

"Fuck, dude, she's so beautiful when she's happy, and you're making her really happy right now," he said excitedly. "Do you know that the more you use her like that, the more her eyes will tear, and the wetter her pussy gets? As hard as she's crying now, you're about to make her cum!"

"Do you want me to do that, or should we move on to number three?" I teased.

"Dude, you should always choose to make her cum!" he cried out. "Squeeze her hair tighter!"

She tried to give him a warning look, but I did as he said and then pushed her deep, and she started to cum. I held her down and used my hips to push my cock against the back of her throat as she came. Tears poured down her face, but her eyes begged me to continue. I held her for a few seconds more, and then pulled her off my cock so she could breathe.

"Dude, bite her neck while you slam that thing inside of her," Mike quickly begged. "You'll make her cum again!"

"Mike!" Carol cried out, but he was too excited to hear her warning.

"I suppose you want to see it happen," I suggested as I pulled her to her feet and practically tossed her onto the bed.

"Yes!" he cried out.

"Oh!" she cried out as I fell in behind her and lifted her leg.

"Fuck!" they both cried in unison as I slammed into her and bit her neck at the same time.

For half a moment, she tried to escape my teeth. As she turned her head, I realized that she was trying to get them on a different spot. I slammed into her a second time as my teeth found the nape of her neck, and she exploded into another orgasm.

I was tempted to start driving into her to try to catch up and cum with her. I decided to wait and catch her on the next one. That didn't stop me from using power thrusts to force myself in and out of her tightened pussy. She started shaking and quivering and calling out in pleasure.

Suddenly her cries turned to a shriek, and she called out his name. I turned my head away from her neck to see why she was yelling at him. I had to laugh. He was hovering, just off the bed, and devouring her exposed nipples.

"You jumped right up to four, Mike," I teased. "Make yourself comfortable while you show me what else she likes."

He took my invitation further than I expected. His eyes were locked on hers as he quickly made himself comfortable and naked.

"Don't let her catch her breath," he instructed as he stripped. "Keep fucking her and we'll make her cum again. Look what you're doing to me, Baby! I don't know how long it will last, but you better be ready for a real fucking!"

They both were excited to see that his cock was mostly hard. She quickly pulled him onto the bed as she turned onto her hands and knees. Her head dropped into his crotch as her hips wiggled and made demands. I knew exactly what she needed.

I pushed deep inside her as I slid my hand up her spine and into her hair. I caught a big handful and squeezed tight. I started thrusting into her, and then used the motion of our bodies to force her down onto his cock.

"Big tears, Carol, we want big tears," I demanded. "We're going to make cum pour out of both ends of your body, and you're going to love it!"

She groaned in need, and I started fucking harder. The increased pressure of my thrusts pushed her harder onto Mike, and he cried out.

"Fuck, Baby, Fuck! You're gonna make me cum! Oh, fuck, I love you!"

Tears were pouring down her face, and when her eyes answered his love, they both exploded in pleasure. I pushed her deep onto his cock, but also kept slamming into her. A few thrusts later, I exploded inside her. She cried out as her mouth and her pussy was filled with cum, and her orgasm doubled in intensity.

Suddenly, she pushed back hard and then launched forward.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she cried out. "I need..."

She quickly straddled his body and thrust her pussy down towards his cock. He was still somewhat hard, and I could tell she wanted him inside. As she thrust against him and tried to use her fingers to make it happen, I could see it was almost a lost cause. She made a noise that was a growl of need and a whimper of frustration, and I knew I would do anything to help make her happy.

I didn't take time to think. If I had, I wouldn't have done what I did. I had to do it, because she needed it. I just couldn't think about it.

It took no effort at all for me to take hold of the base of his cock and hold it firm as she mounted him. It took even less effort to lay a finger alongside of his length to guide him into her. She cried out in pleasure, and I knew I had done the right thing. I pulled my hands away and sat back to smile as she cried in joy and rode his shrinking cock.

They cried together, and then kissed for a while, and then cried some more. I probably should have left them to let them enjoy their closeness, but my leaving would have distracted them. I settled back to quietly wait. After a while, she took a deep breath, gave him a quick kiss, and then she turned to me.

"Did you really...?" she started to ask with a knowing smile.

"We're not going to talk about that," I interrupted. "That didn't happen, and it won't happen again, unless you insist on making that sound again." I turned my eyes to him. "That's how she gets us, isn't it? That one little noise, and there's nothing we won't do for her!"

He laughed and answered, "I think it's in her DNA or something. She's always been able to catch me that way!"

They laughed together and then snuggled for a bit. She turned to me with a smug smile.

"So Mike jumped right over five or six," she pointed out. "Would you say we jumped up to fifteen or something?"

Before I could protest, Mike asked, "Are you going to go back and fill in the ones we missed?"

"I think I said I stop at six," I protested playfully.

"What was six?" Mike asked.

"Making her cum with a cock in each end," I supplied.

"And seven?" he asked.

"Are you ready to lick me clean?" she asked him.

He gave me a tentative look, but it was obvious that the answer was 'yes'.

"It's okay to answer yes," I reminded him. "I stop at six if seven involves you licking her while I'm still inside of her."

He smiled at his wife. "Do you like his flavors mixed with yours?" he asked her.

She smiled back. "Show him how you can make me come fast and hard. Please?"

Their eyes answered for them. She gave him a quick kiss as she got up off of him. As he moved around behind her on the bed, she pulled me around in front of herself.

"So all I have to do is growl and you'll find that you like these flavors, too?" she teased.

"Yeah, don't do it," I teased back.

"Grrr," she laughed as she leaned down and started licking and teasing my spent cock. I ran my fingers into her hair to pretend like I was controlling her, but I let her do as she pleased.

Mike wasted no time in moving around behind her. He lifted and spread her upturned butt cheeks and buried his face into her cleft. She froze for a moment as she stopped to moan in pleasure. Her hips started moving in counterpoint to his tongue, and she started stroking my cock at the same rate. I was amazed to feel myself growing hard again for her.

She dove deep to lap at my balls, and then she squealed when he added fingers to his manipulation of her pleasure. She stopped licking and just held on to my nearly hard cock as he quickly pushed her into an orgasm. She cried out as her body shook.

She had barely begun to recover when she lifted her head and begged, "Again, Baby, again! Please!"

She cried out as he started teasing again, and she quickly swallowed my cock as deep as she could, She growled her need, and I forced her to go deeper.

He pulled away to tease, "See, she even makes that noise when she knows she already has us!"

She tried to laugh with us, but the pleasures of his tongue and my cock were making her moan in pleasure again. For the next several minutes, the only sounds were the wet slurping of tongues and her moans of pleasure. Soon, she added moans of frustration as he took her right to the edge and then backed off several times.

Suddenly, he changed something in his method, and she tried to cry out in surprise. She struggled to lift up off of my cock, so I let her.

"Please, Mike, just make me cum," she pleaded. There was a new level of frustration that I didn't recognize in her tone.

"You don't like what he just did?" I teased. "Whatever it was, it made your mouth and hands ten degrees hotter." I gently forced her back down onto my cock as I told him, "You should do it again!"

Whatever he had done, he did again. She tried to cry out, but I forced her down onto my cock for a couple more strokes. Her body was shaking nearly out of control, so I let her push back to breathe.

"Fuck, Baby, one or the other!" she cried out. "I can't think when you're doing both. Sometimes Traci...!"

She cut herself off, and her whole body tensed and froze.

Mike looked surprised for barely a moment, and then a broad smile spread on his face.

"What does Traci do?" he teased.

Carol blushed and tried to hide her face in my crotch. She let out a long tortured groan.

"She pushes a dildo deep inside me," she groaned. "And then she pinches my clit while she licks my ass like you're doing. I swear her office must be sound-proofed, because I scream my head off, and nobody seems to hear."

"Maybe I should go get your vibrator," Mike teased.

"Dude, can I trust you?" I interrupted.

"What?" he asked suspiciously.

I gave him a smile full of confidence that I didn't feel as I started sliding down the bed.

"Keep licking her. Make her cum," I answered as I pulled her body over mine.

His eyes got really big as he watched me push my cock inside her pussy. His face was smiling when he disappeared from my view.

"Oh god, Mike, no!" she cried as she suddenly realized that he was going to obey my command. Her body betrayed her need as she started thrusting her hips against me.

"Hold still while we fuck you," I commanded and she froze.

She struggled, but managed to hold in a scream as I started thrusting up into her and he started licking her. Her struggle became more intense when I pushed her shoulders up enough to attack her breasts with my mouth. When I shifted from one breast to the other, and practically bit her nipple, she cried out and came explosively.

I nearly came with her, but I was suddenly distracted. As she came, she arched and pressed down with all of her strength, and she pinned my hips to the bed. Mike moved to follow her, to keep pushing her as she came, and the change in angle pressed his chin against the base of my cock. I could feel his chin moving as he drove his tongue into her. It didn't feel good, I didn't like it, and it kept me from coming with her.

What did feel good was the intensity of her orgasm. Her whole body was shaking in pleasure, and her pussy was convulsively clamping down on my cock. Each contraction was accompanied by a gush of wet heat and another lustful cry of pleasure. Her nipple turned rock hard and I was thoroughly enjoying teasing it. Her fingers were locked in my hair as she held me to her breast. I don't think it could have gotten any better.

Mike pulled away, and suddenly she was able to breathe again. Her body continued to shake, but I could tell by the change in her moans that she was ready to be done. Mike had other plans.

"Fuck, Baby, tell him you want more!" he pleaded as he slid up her body. His fingers pulled at her hair to turn her head and he bit her below the ear. "Please, Baby, tell him!"

"Fuck!" she cried out as her body reacted to his bite.

I couldn't begin to guess what he was demanding, and I was pretty sure I didn't want to know. She was too lost to care, and maybe too lost to know that he was asking. He was lost in lust as well. He took her answer as permission.

His hips shifted, and then he pushed forward against her ass.

Her eyes popped open wide, and she cried out, "Oh Mike!"

He froze with a worried look on his face that she couldn't see.

Her hips dipped as she thrust back against both of us. "Oh fuuu..." she gasped until she ran out of air.

Before she could even draw in another breath, her hips started shaking and begging for more. The smile instantly returned to Mike's face, and he started thrusting to move with her.

She gasped in a huge breath, and then called out, "Fuck baby fuck baby fuck baby don't stop I love you baby fuck you're making me cum again!" As she gasped in another breath, her eyes locked on mine and hardened with unyielding demand. "Both of you both of you both of you fuck fuck fuck fill me now!" she ordered, and then she exploded into another orgasm.

I have no idea how far off the scale we had gone. Although I was in Carol's pussy and Mike was in her ass, I could feel him moving inside her with every thrust. Every time he buried himself inside her, his balls were slamming into the juncture where I was buried inside her. The whole thing was disturbing and wrong for me.

With her eyes, she had made a demand. The off-the-charts level of her explosion blinded me to everything else, and I obeyed. My orgasm took my breath away, curled my toes, and then it never ended.

It must have ended, because when I came to, she was still on my chest, and she and I were gently kissing. Mike was still crashed on top of her. He was gently caressing her and kissing her shoulder blades.

When she realized that we had all nearly caught our collective breath, she lifted her head to look me in the eyes. Her eyes were more than a little worried about how far things had gone.

"Are you going to say we aren't going to talk about it again," she teased. Her tone betrayed her worry.

I caressed her face and then stole a quick kiss.

"I think we shot right past six again," I replied. "Are you going to make this happen every time?"

Her smile relaxed and then turned naughty.

"Not every time," she teased. "I still need to see if you fit back there, so maybe next time Mike can be on the bottom." She paused for a moment before adding, "It's been years since he has come inside me. We'll need to try again to see how often we can arouse him enough to offset the drugs."

Mike chuckled as he caressed Carol's face. "I can't wait to try. I also think a certain red haired nurse is going to be in trouble. When I can think again, I'm going to have to come up with a suitable punishment for her."

"Maybe you could take her to the opera," Carol groaned in a pained tone.

"Surely she doesn't deserve punishment as bad as the opera," I teased. "I hate when my wife makes me go."

Mike perked up.

"Your wife likes opera?" he asked.

"'Likes' is an understatement," I laughed. "It's the silliest thing I've ever seen. Even though she doesn't speak a word of Italian, she always ends up crying just before the fat lady sings."

"First off, they aren't all in Italian, and they aren't all tragedies," Mike laughed. Then he turned serious. "If Suor Angelica or Madam Butterfly don't make you cry, you're not a real man."

"Hey, Mike?" Carol asked. "Why don't you invite his wife to go with you? You can go enjoy the opera with something that loves it just as much as you do, and we will invite Traci over to give her the punishment you think she deserves."

Mike finally lifted up off of us. He had a shocked look on his face, but I could see that he was weighing his options. I was hoping he would at least go for the opera thing. That would certainly make my wife happy.

"There is just one thing," Carol continued. She lifted up off of me and looked back and forth between Mike and I with a sheepish smile.

"If I invite Traci over, she's going to want more information," she continued. "It seems silly that I should have to ask, especially since I've fucked you twice. Mike, maybe you can help me here." She looked at me with laughing eyes. "What is your name?"

We both laughed at her admission, and then we turned to Mike. He shrugged helplessly, and we all laughed. It's good to have friends that share your sense of humor.