Although we had not been talking about it, she knew exactly to what I was referring. "Yes. Well, we figure one night." What, like, we pair off and go ...o different rooms?" No, we were thinking more like I'd go over there and Deb would come here." And each spend the night?" Yes." She said.I sighed. There was a long pause. "So then what happens when you get home? What's that going to be like?" I asked."Eddie," she said, "I'm sorry. This was a stupid idea. I should never have..." Will you tell me. The incident itself might be good at the time but the fall-out is often very bad if handled improperly. More often than not the best solution in these instances is to keep quiet. That’s the situation I was put in once when I visited my friend’s aunty about four years ago. It was supposed to have been a simple task, just drop off a movie at her place on my way home from work. I approached the semi-detached house and closed the gate behind me as quietly as I could, it had a habit of slamming and. He ordered for some vodka and we both got high. He pushed me against the wall and kissed me sensuously; he then moved my hair from ma neck and removed ma earrings one by one.I could feel his breath on my neck, he moved his fingers on my collar bone softly he kissed my neck. I took his hand and placed it on my breast he pressed it and I hugged him harder he put his hand on ma waist and got rid of ma sari and then the blouse. I was in ma bra and panty now, he touched ma vagina without removing. Abdul went for a shower and Zeki and I were in the kitchen. He was talking and kissing me passionately again and he had me on the kitchen top and was trying to get his cock inside me when Abdul reappeared. Zeki stopped. Abdul gave him a funny look. I got the feeling that Abdul was getting jealous. So that was my first threesome. It was fun having two guys taking turns with me and hugely satisfying but it got very hot in the night. I was stuck between the two of them all night. It was nice.