They must have thought I really had an accident the previous day.I could see the excitement in their faces as I approached them with water in hand. Bu... it quickly turned to disappointment as the dhoti doesn’t fall off. The two girls see each other and don’t know what to do. I hand the first one some water. In my own mind, I am just killing myself now for not having repeated the act, because while I want them to think it is genuine, I don’t want to loose this opportunity at any cost.Their eyes. Then Beth decided to step it up to the next level. She called me from work one afternoon and said she was bringing Brad home for dinner, a cute, hunky young guy she worked with."You don't mean..." I said."Oh, I do mean," she growled. "It's time you tasted another man's cum, lover boy. You up for it?"I'd toyed with the idea of sucking another man's cock before but never acted on it. Then again, I'd never thought I'd be eating my own jizz from a woman's asshole, either."Sure, I guess so," I. Then he wondered. Do they go out and play on their own. Hmmm, he wondered some more. He studied it. He kept on wondering. He went over, on one given day, and another and even another until he finally caught on. Tuesday nights two or three of them come and practice golf. Hitting, putting, and even playing nine to eighteen holes as they talk and laugh and advise one another of this, that, and other things. The Saturday came. He thought what the hell? Let’s see if any of them come out. He had no. When this whole Jake-Donnie thing came up, I went limp and let Donnie have her head. A woman has to do what a woman has to do, I thought. When all this talk about sharing started, I suppose I was a facilitator. It was so out of left field that I really didn't give it the consideration it deserved.For a moment I tried to imagine myself in the role of adulteress and was repulsed by the thought. It was something that would be too dangerous to our marriage, too hurtful to Andrew, and so wrong for.