” Her eyes were sparkling and she was trembling; I noticed that happened every time his name was mentioned. “Yes I am in love with him, I am mad...y in love with him,” Carole stuttered. “I never thought that I could be in love with two men at the same time but I am, I love you but I’m in love with Pat.” She was shaking as she said, “I am so lucky, it’s like I have two husbands, well one husband and one dear friend and I love you both.” I smiled and squeezed her hands and said, “I take it that. Stacey Putnam stood some 5 foot 7 (170cm) in height. She was in her mid 40’s now, but she knew from the attention that she got that she was a good looking woman. Straight dirty-blonde hair cascaded to just below her shoulders, and her upturned nose and piercing blue eyes always caught the eye of men. She worked out hard, and was in great shape for a woman in her 40’s, with slim hips, generous natural breasts, and a toned body.She chafed as she entered her campus office. Stacey was being. A man in overalls and another occupied the other chairs with a teenage boy.Not being in the best of spirits, I must have given the men a good shot of my panties as I plopped down in the chair, as their eyes immediately dropped to check out my light blue panties. I did manage a small smile, pain or not, as I had often played at exhibitionist activities in the past, shifting my position somewhat, offering another wider view of myself, I leaned forward and shuffled the magazines around, choosing. It got to the point I could be at home and some feeling would tell me when Bill was going to call so I would race to the phone trying to beat him. He could do the same with me so that got to be a game between the two of us. We also got to the point we finished each others sentences, even if it was some obscure idea unknown to the other one. To us our ‘magic’ was a major thing that linked us together. People couldn’t understand the ‘magic’ thing we had, and we had no way of telling them in words.