I ask her if she had any plans and she responded she didn't. So next Wednesday was going to be the day. I went to work as normal and waited for an hou... after the time our daughter left for school. Then the hard part of the task started. I drove back to my neighborhood and stopped down the street from my house. I waited and then drove past the house hoping to see something and yet not be seen. After 2 hours of waiting my plan paid off. I saw my wife greet a person at the front door of my house. “Your sexuality?” She asked and I looked down embarrassed. “Yes.” I said still looking down. “I’m.. I’m a little confused.” “Oh, honey.” She started. “That’s perfectly normal.” She said and I looked up. “Can I tell you a secret before you continue, dear?” “Of course.” She leaned closer and laced our fingers. “I’m bisexual.” That shocked me. I’d never thought that about dear Ann. Maybe it explained why she’d been single for so long. An attractive woman like her wouldn’t normally be alone. . Kate was wearing a red tank-top-like garment with a swooping neckline and thin, thin straps that was like this incredibly flimsy cage enclosing a couple of healthy, robust wild animals that were raring to get out. If anything, it was even more enticing than the Lycra top that had moved me to passion—or exquisite horniness, anyway—a few weeks before. Just as had happened when Kate studied next to me wearing the aforementioned Lycra garb, I repeatedly found myself staring over at Kate’s cleavage. “Yep, it will be small, but fabulous. It’s going to be the first Saturday in August. A few days after your summer gig.”“What summer gig is that exactly?” Jennifer said.“Why don’t you ladies change back into the clothes you wore in here and I will treat you to lunch at the food court and tell you what is up,” Brian said.He was up on his heels, which told me he had something really cool to tell us.In fifteen minutes, we all were walking to the Olive Garden and we got a round table in the.