" I was in a panic. I didn't know what to do. I know now that if I had time to think about it I would have told John to go to hell but instead I found...myself negotiating with him." 'What would I have to do?' I asked him." 'Have sex with me, ' he said." 'Where?'" 'At your house.' he said." 'No. Absolutely not, ' I said." 'Then we will drive out to my house at the lake, ' he suggested." 'That's too far. I have to get to Mr. Dyson party in time to meet Mark, ' I said." 'Okay then, we'll do it. ..all the feelings a little boy might have when, for the first time, he sees a woman's vagina that is not his mother's.My parents were divorced when I was too young to really remember, but my father remarried when I was 6....I was his best man, and a cute little fucker at that, I'm sure. I was a straight-haired, blue-eyed toe-head as a c***d with freckles, ;) My father always had a thing for curvy blondes with long hair, and he passed that appreciation on to me from as early as I can remember. That was the first of about 15 or 20 threesomes we had with him but those stories are for another time.I traveled for work and the story I now relate happened when I returned from a two-week trip. During the trip Suzy and I spoke frequently and it always came around to how badly we wanted each other. As the first week ended she was telling me how horny she was and I asked are you horny enough to fulfill your fantasy of having three men. To my surprise she did not even hesitate and replied,. My smile disarmed her for just a second. “My family is from Iowa, but I’ve been on my own for quite some time. Iowa is a good place to be from, not a good place to be. Lately me and my buddy Benjamin have been cruising around enjoying the scenery, which brought us to Lambert’s parking lot where I intended to have dinner before settling down for the night.“As you know, that didn’t work out like I’d hoped, and now the three of us are headed somewhere decidedly rural so your friends can’t find you.