Within a couple of weeks I had to visit farm which was somewhere 25 km away from the city, Jiju was instructing me to what I had to do there. Suresh o...er heard the conversation and asked me when I was to visit the farm, I said next Sunday.Suresh – how long will it take to come back?Me – may be up to eveningHe –will you take my kids there so that they can have nice excursionMe – then let’s go all together you also come with usHe – no I have catch up the pending work as it assessment is. "I returned to the living room, my mind spinning. I wondered how to tell Bob that I wanted him to fuck my wife and watch him do it. As we sat there, Bob told me what a lucky man I was to have a woman like Sue and how he wished that he was me. "Well you can be tonight if you want," I said, "because Susan wants you."He looked at me amazed. "Are you sure?" he said, hardly daring to believe me.Susan walked in with our coffee and said she was going to bed. "I'll see you up there," she said, looking. Ten days later it provided the cover for the three of us to be together. The opportunity came out of the blue. Friends of Almira and Karl needed someone to cat sit for a few days when other friends suddenly couldn't. I joined them on Monday afternoon. It was a blazing, English summer's day, the sort you get only in very few summers. I found their friend's cottage tucked away down a leafy Surrey lane. It looked superb and was aptly named Wisteria Cottage. Karl let me in and we walked. Memories of days, nights, experiences, with Julie and Anne, and other women, some of whose names I could not even remember, some of whom I was surprised to realize I had known twenty or thirty years earlier, were incomparably more vivid than Lynn’s infrequent, wraithlike presence. I masturbated to those memories considerably more than I had sex with my wife. And I masturbated to rented videos, seeking out those which featured women who bore some resemblance to Julie and Anne and Lynn in.