“We don’t do this enough,” I said. “No trips before next September except our three-day weekend in Vermont with Birgit and our family trip to ...t. Petersburg. And Saturday evenings when we don’t have the Guys’ and Girls’ Nights, are just the three of us. Friday can be date night, if you will.”“I think that’s a good idea,” Kara said. “I’ve really missed you.”“Me, too,” Jessica added.“Let’s go eat, then we can talk.”The three of us got out of bed, put on our long robes and went to the kitchen to. Only once a month did Tom think more about his burden. That week, as red slime dripped out of him, Tom hoped that no one smelled anything. No one did, of course, and Tom kept his secret safe.Tom's life continued as usual, for the most part. His superiors took theTechnocrat case from him, leaving him once again with a desk job. Oh well, he thought. The life of excitement was not to be his. Such a life always came with a price, a price Tom encountered every day.It was a typical day that August. The small animals close enough to hear the noise knew instinctively that a pair of large creatures was mating in the dark and they went about their business of foraging for food.The Skipper's mate went from his deep spooning position to one that had him pinning Lovey underneath him with his legs on the outside of her thighs. She was grunting now with the solid thrusts and his weight bearing down on her back crushing her wind from her belly and her lungs. Her ass cheeks were rolling up and down. ..easy.... easy...." My cock was on fire. Sensitive to each lick and suck. Shewithdrew her finger and sat up. "So.... " she winked. "...It seems mysupposedly straight husband has got some 'queer' in him? You REALLY likedthat didn't you?" It was obvious wasn't it? All I could do was quietly shakemy head yes. I was embarrassed, but also excited... so excited. I felt thewarm rubber cock pressing against my cheek and smiled. "Only if I can be a'queer' with you honey...." Keeping her fixed with my.