"I think you should fuck Stephanie in the ass, right now!" Yes, yes, fuck my ass! But wait a minute." Stephanie said, and jumped off the bed to her pu...se, rifled around for a few seconds, then ran back, handed me a little tube of lubricant. She positioned herself right next to Ashley, both on their backs, asses hanging partway off the bed.Ashley was really enjoying her role, in a way as matchmaker, but also as voyeur, bad influence, naughty girl, and more. "Fuck your cousin's hot ass!"I had. They kicked both their exes out and are headed back. They want to see you." Are you kidding me?" He must have thought I was going to hit him for a moment because he flinched. "Sorry, this is not your fault." Well it is in a way. I was the one who told you, but looking back, I know it was the right thing to do. They both feel really bad. Will you agree to sit down and hear them out?"I didn't need to think about it."Jim, I'm sorry, but they have broken our trust. That is the same issue I had with. In the mirror, I watched as my wife removed eye makeup. Dressed in her oversized flannel pajamas, you wouldn't guess at the still-hot body hidden inside. She was 38 – I'd married her when she was 18, after she turned up pregnant after about three months of dating – I was a 22 year old senior in college, she was a freshman.When we first met, the sex was wild – for those three months. Then, gradually, the children took over our lives and the sex got more predictable, than ordinary, then, frankly. “I’m making a tater tot hotdish for the Rogers family, and I’m going to bring it over there before noon. Would you like to come with?”I had set about arranging my breakfast into a sandwich when her proposition locked into my mind. I did not want to be there. Some sense of dread overcame any curiosity I had that could perhaps be answered by going over there.I was alive. Their daughter was not. How could they look at me with anything other than envy, or even hate? I had to have been responsible.