. if it was so nice, how come you came back?"Mike hesitated."I had my reasons, but I had to come back here. To be honest, I wish I'd never gone out of...state, and I wish I'd never set foot there." He hesitated, wishing he had not just said that. He tried to correct himself: "It's a long story ... what happened to me in Chicago." Academic?" No, it wasn't academic."Ruthie looked down at the table. She began twirling a spoon."I guess we both have long stories." We all do. 'Long stories' are just a. "So, I get to choose dinner and presumably where to eat it. I also get to sleep with our husband first tonight. My, oh my! Well, supper's easy to pick. I want chicken-fried steak with mashed potatoes, and I know a nice bar and grill that serves it. Just because I can't drink now doesn't mean that you shouldn't. I'll be the designated driver. I will enjoy watching your pleasure from booze, and I'll draw mine from that. Besides, I'll have fun taking advantage of you in your drunken state,". In a moment, it was all over, and she became heavily relaxed.Christine turned to look at me. There was a blissful expression on her face; the kind you get after a satisfying orgasm."Holy shit," she whispered. "I mean, holy shit."She leaned forward and gave me a kiss on the lips. Definitely not the sibling kind. But the kind that two people give each other after an intense fuck session. Her soft lips pressed hard against mine, and she slipped her tongue inside. Whatever she felt, it must have. The first time I fucked you, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Overtime, I found our lovemaking getting a bit stale and wanted to spice it up. I developed this fantasy of watching you get fucked and then me sucking your lover. I met Gary and Frieda on a swinging website and we hatched a plan that would hopefully entice you to becoming a willing participant. And yes, I admit I would like to fuck Frieda. I know Gary wants to fuck you very much,” I explained.Monica pretended to be.