"I think it's actually a little bit of both," I answered. "The not sleeping part would explain why my flashes from him are so intermittent. But even w...en I'm getting them I can't get to him, only watch. It's obvious the images are from him, but I can't interact with any of it. It's always been memories, and even those are more like watching television. It's not even like the girl in the closet where I'm sort of there with her. So, for now I don't think there is any reason to abandon the current. As she got to our son she asked him to get the bowl. I realized right before he did that he could cop a feel if he took the bowl just right. He put his hand over the top of the bowl and her tit slid through his hand as he got the bowl. She smiled as she put the cereal and milk down. Once more he adjusted his shorts and I leaned back and could his see his hard on under the table. She looked at me and asked if I wanted more coffee and I said sure. Then I said maybe an espresso. She smiled. "You need to let go of my boobs," I said, "I need to get up and cook breakfast." Let go of what?" Phillip teased, "you know that's not what we call them."I looked at my husband who was smiling, he waited until I answered before he left us alone."You need to let go of my tits," I said, feeling slightly embarrassed, "there I've said it."Kevin smiled again then he left us, Phillip released me and I stood up and kissed him gently; he held my waist and said, "I don't know what sexy, little thong you. No need for condoms, for instance, which I hate anyway. That's probably why I haven't thought of the open relationship before myself. I feared exploring something that would involve condoms. Do you think that we could just arrange tests for any prospective sex partners, so that they do not have to wear condoms? Besides, that would allow for occasional female partners, with whom condoms would not work anyway. That could work until or unless we find a man to share. I have to admit that the group.