My fingers trembled as I got undressed. It felt weird putting my PJs on, as I normally wore panties underneath, but Dave had been quite clear on that ...oint. My PJs aren’t particularly sexy – cotton fleece drawstring trousers and a singlet top, but I have a good body and they still show off a few curves. Once I’d changed and sat down on the bed to wait for Dave, I had time to think about what would come next. He’d said I deserved to be punished, and he was obviously planning a spanking – my. Not bothering to get dressed just yet, he stood up and wobbled in place until he got his balance. He parted two segments of the Venetian blinds and his grin widened. Massive flakes of snow were still tumbling down to an already impressive blanket that dominated the campus landscape. Pitiable morning commuters were heading home through the stuff, and he allowed himself a sadistic chuckle at their expense. Nah, he sympathized with them, he really did. He wouldn't be a dormer with three perverted. And even if I do, it’ll be because I trust you to trust me.”“Thanks…wait what?!”Of course I meant it as a joke that time, and it didn’t even make a lot of sense. After that we just sort of fell asleep naked. We’d just laugh about that experience in private, and many more sleepovers followed, some of them for studying, others just for fun, and almost always I’d make a snide remark about him being a good ass, which always instantly won me whatever arguments we had. After all the time we spent. Svetlana looks at me and says: " Well the girls and I were talking about this situation and we have come up with an idea that will be good for all of us. She yells come here girls!" The girls come in and sit down with there heads slightly down. We have come to realise that all three of us love you as not just a friend, or father, or husband, but as a lover in bed too. We have decided that if you agree, I would be your legal wife and that the girls would be your home wives too. We would take.