We talked about it at length. I made the point that she had to choose her partner to join us and she would date him alone for a while and sound him ou... to see if he was willing to take part in a threesome. Knowing that this was likely to become a reality, we spoke about it often while we made love.She regularly bought her coffee and lunch at a particular cafe and took a liking to the fellow who served there. It turns out that they had been developing a bit of a liking for each other over a. I cleared my mind of these thoughts as I pulled up outside her house. I knew she hadn't called me for anything over than a chat. She opened the door, and greeted me with a big hug that seemed to last for ages, and she kissed my cheek. Her cheek was warm and soft. I had my arms around her waist, and we stood there, just for a few seconds. I could feel the tension growing as she invited me in.We sat there talking for an hour about her husband, and how drink has replaced love, and how she doesn't. I think that was the first time I got tunnel vision, where it seems like everything but the TV screen is blotted out, and I’m unblinking as I see this unbelievable sight of girls doing jerking dance moves, the camera homing in and out on them and what they’re showing, the luxury of a full 2 and a half minutes of focus just on the dancing girls and nothing else. Poor knobby!Pulsating more and more, that feeling in the tip, but not burning because I’m applying very gentle pressure. Yes, and spunk. I’m sorry. I know you don’t want Judy to know that we sleep together.” Pim looked back at me like I was the biggest idiot. “That’s not it at all you silly man. You’re not going home. You’re going to stay right here on this bed. Judy is my best friend. We share everything. We help each other with everything. I have told her that tonight she will have the most wonderful night of her life. I need your cooperation, ok? I promised her that she can have you tonight.” I must have looked pretty.