I’m actually feeling a little proud of you.”This was a surprise. A nice surprise. She got out the bath and dried herself before wrapping her arms ...round my neck and giving me a long kiss. “I love you; you love me and we’ll always stay with each other. That’s what’s important. What was she like, this Sonia?”How do I answer that one?“She certainly seemed to enjoy it. She’d never had a threesome before.” I said hesitantly“Neither had we until this week. Good for her.” Jay replied folding the towel. I am our starting center. Although not the size of a typical center, I moved up to the starting position after our original center, Andy, got hurt 2 games ago. Andy had broken his collar bone and was out for the rest of the season. I am 6'1", 180 pounds, and I have muscles (just not as many as Casey has)!School was over for the day and Casey and an were supposed to meet with Coach around 5. We were having an evening practice tonight to mimic the time of the final game. We would be playing on. Soccer.No matter what it was called, it meant the same thing to me: no sex.We'd been married for a year, together for three, so I'd never experienced the World Cup during our time as a couple. I'd heard about it and knew it was a big soccer match; or football match if you lived outside the US.It was May thirtieth when he casually remarked, much as if he was discussing the weather and not his number one, recently rekindled obsession, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, the World Cup starts tomorrow."I. I was still fully clothed. I sat down next to Liv and was soon soaked through, but I didn’t give a shit. Carefully, I hugged her, and she leaned her head on my shoulder. Neither of us said anything. We must’ve sat there for hours like that, or so it felt like. I finally glanced at Liv and noticed she was crying silently. I whispered, ‘Shit,’ and hugged her even tighter. She started sobbing openly and pressed her face to my shoulder, shaking and heaving. I started rubbing her back, trying to.