Saturday, we showed up at their apartment. Jim looked much more like Trish than Chelle and I looked alike. They definitely looked like a close brother...and sister. Trish seemed a bit nervous, like Chelle. Jim and I hit it off immediately. We even cheered for the same NFL team, which was sucking big time this season. We both thought the coach should go, even though it probably was the General Manager's fault the team sucked so bad.Chelle and Trish had gone to the kitchen. Jim poured some wine and. Allthe while they semi-mockingly compliment me on MY dress, MY nails ortell me how much seeing me in panties turns them on. "Doesn't myhusband look pretty?" my imaginary Ann giggles to Julia. "Yes," Juliaanswers, "though you should have seen the hot pink mini-dress he triedon at the store. Your husband would make a great slut."I have the most intense orgasms I've had since I was a teenager. Wow,that dress is great.The DiscoveryThe week went by so quickly. Ann was coming home on Sunday, but. Our town is a small place and there are a few clubs and watering holes around so if your out and about chances are you will run into someone you know. mid week I did just that, I went to a place called Vinnys to meet a friend and watch a baseball game and toss a few brews, Cheryl was there with a guy I know who is married to a family friend. I always thought of him as a guy with a thing for for chasing the ladies but never knew for sure...I do know he was in his early 40s and his wife was a bit. We talked, recovering from that early awkwardness, we laughed and the conversation flowed. In the safety of her bedroom she was relaxed, open and animated. An hour passed and neither of us noticed until her mother called her and she needed to go. ‘May, I want to take you out to dinner. On a date, a proper date. Just us’. Silence. ‘May?’ ‘Yes’, she whispered softly. Yes to her name or to the dinner date? I wanted to clarify, I needed to know. ‘Can I? Take you out to dinner?’ ‘Yes’. .