Before she met John she'd always gone for well hung jocks, but they alwaysseem to let her down, cheating on her whenever they got the chance. WithJohn...this was not the case, he was so self-conscious of his tiny peckerthat he wouldn't dare go with another woman not that is that any otherfemale would want him.This being the case Melody, wasn't taking any chances though, she knewJohn would be too ashamed to stray, but more to humiliate him thananything she insisted on an extra methods to keep him. " I pleaded.Jane sat on the chair opposite staring at me. She started speaking "I mean, i was always suspicious about how my underwear kept moving, I always thought it was mum and dad checking what was going on in my life" She smiled "I even thought you might be using them to wank over...but this" Well I've done that too...." I said - shit I should keep my mouth shut.Jane started laughing, "I guess honesty is the best policy now! Want to tell me anything else?" I could tell by her smile and. Ron let go of her tits and she said, “I liked that” and walked off to the kitchen. We watched her walk away - she turned and blew us a kiss. Ron looked at me and whispered, “Goddamn. Is this really happening?”I leaned over and said, “She’s been horny as hell for the last few weeks. We’ve been talking about threesomes and watching a lot of porn.” “Can you have her give my wife whatever she's been drinking? How far is she going to go with this?”(Laughing) “I have no idea.”“Are you sure about. Their last separations occurred in house, they simply slept in separate bedrooms until they cooled down.It only took me three months to write the story even with my weekend duties. I took Gretchen dining and dancing in Como on Friday nights and took Dolores to Lugano for dining and dancing Saturday nights.The story did have some very funny moments in it although the lives of the real persons apparently had nothing but passion. I also kept both alive at the end arguing as they made love. I.