Why hadn't I seen that before? I didn't know. Maybe it was the chemistry thing. I'd loved Frankie for six years. Platonically, yes, but I'd loved him ...ll the same. Maybe I just hadn't felt any chemistry. Well, I was wrong about that. At least from my end, it'd been crackling for two days now.That became even more apparent when we changed poses. She had us get in dance position. Standing up, facing one another, his arms around my waist, my arms around his neck. That was a little less. Her stomach lurched.‘No, no, no, I am fine, I am okay.’ She wiped away a tears that didn’t exist and wasn’t happening because she was fine and okay. Her skin wasn’t crawling with insects and grimy disgusting slime. She wasn’t sick to her stomach at all. She was fine, totally absolutely normal.Her forehead clunked against the side window. Though she wished she had a pair of sunglasses, at least the coolness of it felt good against her forehead. She focused on that and swallowed down her. Then I'll start at the end. The day I decided to confront her about it. We were sitting at the table. She'd moved in with me. I couldn't remember when it happened and I couldn't remember asking. When I was ready for her to move in, she was already there along with a feeling that she'd been there for some time. Time after that we started this conversation."I think you have something you've been wanting to tell me." I started."You mean like some dark secret I've kept from you all this time and. It had to happen soon or it might be too late. I got up and went looking for them.They were both on the bed naked. Lyn was laying over the top of Julie dead still. I moved in close and realized that Lyn was asleep and so was Julie. I was near to reaching orgasm and my two lovers had passed out on me. I moved in behind Lyn as quietly as possible and placed my cock against her pussy. I rubbed the tip up and down her slit two or three times. Her pussy opened enough for me to push the head of my.