“I shouldn’t have...”Diana chuckled and motioned for Tosha to come on in. “Nonsense. I told you to come on inside when I invited you. My husba...d and I were just ... passing the time.”“It looked like a very nice way to do it,” Tosha said very brightly as she walked up.“I was acknowledging that I have been shirking my duties as a husband,” he said as he glanced at his wife who winked back at him.“I have the most wonderful husband in the world, and all my sister-wives will tell you the same thing.. Eventually, Fred strummed a final chord, and rested the guitar.Once we had got our own breath back, we praised him, asking him how the heck he remembered quite so many of the verses.“Partly practice, partly having that sort of memory, and partly cheating - why do you think I got Vee to start a few? I’m not quite as green as I am cabbage looking!”We laughed. The lad had a real sense of humour, and didn’t take himself too seriously. I could get to like him!Fred was the lucky owner of a very. After the chore was complete, she asked me to stay and 'talk' - which was not normal between us. My initial guess was that she was feeling lonely."Well did Carol at least have fun?" That naughty look had not disappeared yet and I was starting to feel nervous beneath its gaze.Mother had offered to brew up some tea but after sitting next to me on the couch, the tea seemed to have been forgotten. The questions, at first, were about my car, her work and my work. The awkward tension still thick. She'd get a kick out of it. But I promise not to tell her how easy you are." Oh, you bitch." I've been thinking," she said, "about that story you told me. About your old boyfriend, Dave."I felt my cock stir. This was odd because it was too soon for a second erection. I said, "He wasn't my boyfriend." Whatever. I thought it was cool. You gave him a nice sendoff. A nice long sendoff."There was no question about it. My dick was hard again.I said, "I should be in the Guinness Book of World.