I decided to play it cool and said that I wasn’t sure about it. Sara went into one of her sulks and I eventually gave in. Sara sent Paul a text so t...ey must have exchanged numbers at some point. She beamed when she said that Paul had accepted her invite, and that he would join us the next evening. That night we made love with the most passion that we had done so in a long, long time. Sara seamed fired up and for it, for myself, it was the idea of Paul fucking my wife. I missed Sara the next. She reiterated that a good mate always treated his mate with respect and consideration, to ensure her happiness; and thereby gain his own happiness and prosperity. It was clear to me that someone had started the mantra long ago, to ensure mates treated each other well. Over generations, it had become a phobia. There was very little I could do to change that attitude, even by taking as many widows to my hearth who were willing to share it with me. To my cave people, I was special. What I did in. "We have a date Tuesday night 7 PM," she said as she was fighting back laughter."I think we are in for a surprise; they were too eager, they may lean to the male side but are bi, I think. We will have to figure out who is using who," she said."Supper is almost ready - it will be a surprise. I need to go finish it while you are getting dressed."Bra with hi-cut lace panties, then all the hardware transferred to a clean uniform, added a touch of makeup and called it good.Jen yelled, "Suppers. Yet who I wondered miserably would ever know or care about Siobhanespecially now that she was officially dead and buried except myself.That she was now seemingly lost for ever, unable to be contacted even bymyself for the risk was just too great especially knowing Brendan'sfiery, unpredictable and occasionally violent temper.And although my heart definitely wasn't in it from the financial point ofview we were quickly becoming well known and making a healthy profit,selling to enthusiastic owners.