“I’m going to put the kettle on but I’ll get you a cool drink, I just have an apple and mango fruit juice, be back in a minute”.Silent she may...have been but she polished off the couple of biscuits, but still kept on that neutral expression. Again he checked if there was anybody searching for her for it was becoming very clear that she was not normal but why she had chosen him to attend to her he had no idea, but she was a woman and as there was no searching going on he decided to push his luck;. I assured him they would not be my first couple to desire the very same thing.After lunch, I asked if he'd like to proceed that day, or at another time. He said "I have no classes today, and I'd like to start as soon as possible. I nodded and said we'd go to my condo. We each drove our own cars, to give him the assurance he could leave whenever he wished - should it not go the way he liked. He followed me to my condo, and in we went.I suggested a shower, and asked if he'd be more comfortable. After a light lunch with some equally light but strangely forced conversation, Dianne looked into my eyes with a look that I've never seen before, a look of fear combined with a look of desire, and asked, "Mark, it is difficult for me to say this, but I have fallen in love with both you and Kristin."I didn't know how to respond to this. On the one hand, my sexual desire for her was burning bright, and I got excited about what was soon to transpire, yet her simultaneous love for my wife. Her mini skirt stuck to the car seat and stayed put, so she was slowly sliding out of it. Soon, the black lace triangle of her thong was visible past the bottom of her skirt. This finally brought the guys' eyes off of her tits. They were now all staring at her crotch. She brought her hand down and slid her finger across her thong. She traced slight indentation between her pussy lips with her finger."You want more?" she yelled over to the tuck."Fuck yes!" came the response from a few of them at.