I don't remember much more of that night, I was so drunk we didn't manage to have sex, I don't think I could have got it up anyway.About 6 months ago ...y wife and I had an argument, over what I can't remember but she brought up that night I got drunk, she shouted 'how can you love me if you want me to fuck another man' I was taken back, I had no idea what she was talking about. After we both calmed down she told me that in my drunken state I told her that I'd love to see her fuck another man,. My wife, Anna, is pretty hot, 5’ 1”, 115 pounds, a killer ass and great legs. They look awesome in high heels, even though she doesn’t like to wear them. I’ll keep this story short and to the point, it’s about my wife’s long hidden fantasy and what it led us to. We met in our late teens and had always had really hot sex ... roll playing, dirty talk ... the whole bit, but still pretty normal stuff. After we hit thirty, the sex was still hot, but less frequent and maybe a little boring. We would. Stephanie went to bed that night, thinking that she had done the girl/girl thing, she had done her duty, now it was over and her and Josh could resume normal relationship. Boy was she wrong. Little did she know that Josh's respect level for her just went down to zero, and his perversions were only going to get worse. The next day, her and Josh went to the hotel across the street to see some of his rugby teammates where they were staying. Alot of these guys had been on the boat the day before,. It was certainly a new experience for me to be corrected during a maths lesson than be the one doing the correcting.Honestly, if you’d have said to me on Monday morning that by Thursday afternoon I’d have accepted Clarissa as a friend and would be as comfortable around her as any of my other friends, I’d have called for the men in white coats to come and get you. But, by the end of Thursday afternoon’s English class, we were chatting like we’d been friends forever as we walked back to the.