Maggie is a friend of ours. A former coworker of my wife, she eventually became a founding member of a group of close friends, of which I am the only...male (I’ve always got along better with women than men). A short time ago, we shared something more than friendship. We’ve not spoken of it since, but we look at each other differently these days and I’m confident that it meant as much to her as it did to me.My wife and I spent an evening with Maggie, drinking wine in our living room and. ” Amanda sat back on her heels and let go of Roy’s gadget. It flopped back on his belly.“Thank you, Mom.” Roy had his eyes closed, still clutching the sheet. “Okay.” Amanda crawled off the bed. She wanted more, but knew better than to press her luck. This was good enough for now. She stood and looked down at her son. “I’ve got breakfast for you downstairs. It’s time to get up and start the day.” Her whole body tingled, and she felt so alive. Amanda turned to the door, but then looked back at. “Ashley has a hot tub she wants us all to get in, I take it you don’t have one on?”“Nope, she never called us. She doesn’t have my number to tell me anyway.”“Well we have lots of extras, Steph can use my Supergirl bathing suit, I haven’t worn that one as much, Randy you should give Chris your Spongebob Squarepants shorts,” Rita laughed.“I’m not wearing ... wait what? Why do you have Spongebob Squarepants shorts?”“I don’t, it was a joke from earlier that Rita WON’T SEEM TO LET GO!” I said as I. She did say ‘I hope we still have six girls and two women tomorrow that was hard work’ Rather unkind in the circumstances but I had to say ‘Don’t worry we should be alright most of them are younger than you.’ We did not manage much banter that night, she was obviously as tired as I was. I had been working for eleven hours as well rather than sitting back watching a sex show like normal. All six girls, the three guys and even the perverted boss were all up for breakfast at ten. All the girls.