You needed more than just sex. You needed to know that you're attractive, desirable."She stared at me. "We just met tonight. How could you possibly kn...w that?" Well, forget all the details I picked up when you were yelling at Stan," I said, glancing at the door. "There's also the spark we shared when you were showing me the new line you want me to model." Spark?"I nodded. "To you, there was only the spark. For me though, I felt the emotions you were feeling at the time."Her eyes widened. "Oh,. Settle down now! No, we can’t tactically nuke the east side of town hoping to say we got him. No, what that means is to use all of our know-how to find him or at least get on his tail. The investigative arm of our services has failed to find him, so we get to play the game again.”“So, what we need to do now, gentlemen, is to come up with a plan of attack to get this person back under our control. Then we can get on with our lives, doing what we do best. Remember, there is no box.”A few minutes. I told him how I often, when we were fucking, told my wife how I would share her with other men, and how this talk excited her. I was quite honest with him in letting him know that I wasn't sure whether Margie actually would do anything along those lines, but that I would be eager to try.After quite a few messages back and forth, the guy suggested that the three of us meet. He suggested that if Marg agreed to meet up with him, even just at a cafe for a cup of coffee, it would show that she was. ”With an almost bashful smile, she took her lower lip between her teeth and said, “Yeah, they did. I, huh, fucked Chad twice and Steve once. When Chad fucked me the second time, I gave Steve a blowjob.”Kissing her nose, I asked, “What time did they leave?”“… ’bout noon.”“Details, please.”Her petite body squirmed, as she got a little more comfortable. She smiled, looking me in the eye and filled me in, “Steve and Chad have known each other since grammar school. Both of them were on the track.