"Good!" I heard Soya say. "We played the 'Mate Me' game in my caves too," she laughed.Part of my brain was trying to determine if that were Soya or So...ya talking. I learned one night, when she had been drunk, Sonya admitted that she had always fantasized about a three way with another woman. Another time, I had teased her when a college friend of hers had hinted to me that she and my wife had played around a little. Sonya (perhaps too) vehemently denied it. Now it seemed that Soya had no. In this regard it seemed that most of the friends would like more from their husbands (all, it seemed, were suffering from the same reduction in sexual interest that Angie was experiencing) or perhaps something a little different in bed, at least once in a while. But they were just talking.While Angie and her friends were working out, and drinking wine, and talking, and their babies were growing up, other things were happening.Bob and Angie got along very well with their neighbors – Ted and. She looked absolutely incredible as a dark shadow on her white shade. Whoever installed that backlighting sure did me a favor. I could see the outline of a very nice set of breasts, her hard nipples, her firm ass, and that flat tummy of hers. I could see the shape of her nose, her chin, and even her hair and it all looked so nice. I could even see the light fuzz between her legs and it excited me. Then I realized just how badly that I had to pee. When I came back out my silhouette girl was. She caught me staring once and corrected her dress without saying anything.I offered her one more drink which she happily accepted. Slowly, the alcohol was taking over her, and she was coming close to me. Our talks moved from general topics to double-meaning jokes.I decided to make a move and touched her thighs gently and started rubbing her thighs. Even though she noticed it, there was no response from her, nor did she stop me. I was confused and removed my hand since I wanted to go to the.