We made coffee and mixed up some biscuits, thinking it would be a nice way to start the day.I turned on the patio light at six-thirty. By six-forty th... entire crew was drinking coffee and joking amongst themselves. At six-fifty, Tom, Al, and their wives came to the patio with cups of coffee in their hands.Betty said, "Thanks, Shawna, for inviting us to your coffee club in the morning. This is a great way to start the day." The wives were wearing some revealing robes, but not as daring as they. I drifted off to sleep feeling goodabout things in general, both Brenda enjoying her freedom and me beingsubmissive to her.The next day at work, she texted me and told me that something came upand she had to travel out of town for a conference. While I had to takethat at face value, I did realize that there was more than a chance thatit involved Brenda having sex with another man out of town.I wasn't sure about my feelings. I guess I was jealous, but I was alsokind of excited. It was difficult. Greg tipped him well, and tucked Megan into the passenger seat. He settled behind the wheel and said, "Where to?"On Megan's directions, Greg parked in front of a funeral home just east of the intersection of Pape Avenue and Danforth Avenue, known as "the Danforth" to Torontonians. Megan led him to a door between the funeral home and the business next door, a real estate brokerage. She opened it with her key. The door led to a stairway. They ascended to the second floor. Megan opened the first. Jane was as nicely dressed and impeccably groomed, as she had been last night. Now I don't know if it was my grandmother's influence, or whether it was from being with Dee-Dee, but I was becoming a big fan of women who made an effort in their appearance. I took both of Jane's hands in mine."You look more beautiful every time I see you," I said sincerely."You are too sweet, ' she replied, again with the sexy flutter in her eyelids.I held on to one of her hands as she led me to the living room.