As Charles was thinking about all of this, he could feel that he was being watched. He turned around and saw his sister Karen, lying naked in the bed,...looking up at him and smiling. He loved her smile, and he also loved it when she pulled her covers back and beckoned him in. Charles accepted, and quickly got under the covers with her, lying face to face, body to body, legs intertwined as they enjoyed the warmth they were emitting. They looked at each other, smiling but not speaking. Finally. Too! It is awfully exciting, isn't it? And the play is really benefiting, I think."And so, once again, I ensconced myself in our bedroom waiting expectantly for my lovely wife to bound up the stairs into my arms. I wss hoping she would be just as sexually excited and urgently wanting me as the last time. She had grown more wanton with each rehearsal.Once again I listened in vain to hear their talk. At last I heard Mike saying goodnight, the door opening but not closing. Curious, I got out of. Maya and I spoke for a while. I asked her why she didn’t want to go out with me now. We had decided at the party, after we ALMOST did it, that we would get together, with sex off the table, no expectations. She’d said she couldn’t wait. Her answer now was. “That was before I knew you were fucking Morgan all morning”.Okay, I can work with this, so I explained. “First of all, I wasn’t fucking Morgan all morning. She came over early to help set up for the party and was all over me from the minute. His moans send me over the edge again. I am a cock whore, and I am loving what it’s doing to me. It seems that Mack is loving the attention too.He asks what has gotten into me lately. I tell him that I’ve been missing him and want to show him as much. After I say it, I thought that maybe he would stay home and spend the day with me, but when he gets out of bed he just goes to take a shower and is off to work early. He did say that he would try to get back early and maybe we could do something.