You’ve never had anything much to do with Tommy Canfield and I didn’t even know you knew Melanie Wilson.” She walked over to where Kyle was sitt...ng at his computer. “Level with me.”Kyle considered for a moment. “You remember the night you slept with me?”“You mean last weekend? What about it?”“What were we talking about?”“We were talking about whether we should screw the other guys.” Eileen’s eyes widened. “Were you and Sally screwing Tommy and Melanie?” She plopped on Kyle’s lap. “Of course you. I knew squat about what an oil worker should have, so I appreciated what she did for me. Essie threw me her car keys and we headed into town. After buying everything on the list the trunk was full of bags and boxes. "Hungry?" I asked, as we approached Fuddrucker's. "A burger would be nice," she said. We'd ordered our burgers and drinks when the clerk asked, "Your name please?" "Mr. and Mrs. Dunbar," I replied. Essie gave me an elbow to my ribs as she smiled at me. "What?" I jokingly asked her.. He asked, “Well, Ed, have you ever acted on that fantasy?”I was starting to realize that I shouldn’t have answered the original question truthfully, but I felt strangely compelled to answer Larry’s questions. I said, “No, Larry, it has just been a fantasy of mine, probably since I have a small cock and like to imagine a well-hung guy fucking her. But she would never allow that, and I know that I could never really do it.”Larry continued, “Well, Ed, what else do cuckolds do that gives you such. "Kevin, please take off your shirt and tie. I'm sorry I should have told you that before. I forget how warm it can get in here," he said, loosening his own tie and opening the top button of his shirt, as if to symbolically share my situation. I looked closely at his face, and I could tell that he really was warm as well.I undid my tie and unbuttoned my shirt, pulling it off and tossing it to the chair. Jason walked behind me and began to pin the back of my pants closed. I could feel his hands.