....................................................I’ve been married for more than 2 years now. I consider myself to be really lucky to have a lovi...g and supportive wife. She backs me up on everything whether it may be a crucial decision for my career to as simple as picking the right toaster at Walmart. She is more than what I deserve as I am not the perfect husband, I have my short comings but none bigger than the size of my dick. Yes, I have a tiny wiener. I don’t dislike it in fact it’s. .. Hold on a second..."Rose said before cupping the phone. "Do you need underwear?" Rose askedof Chuck.Chuck blushed a bright pink and nodded his yes."Okay! Cindy. T-shirt, jeans and a pair of shorts. Don't worry aboutshoes and socks and grab that dress bag so I can hide this one he'swearing," Rose said.It took twenty five minutes for Cindy to reach the house with Chuck'sclothes and in between Rose was brought outside for her statement. Theofficer's question about the little girl being okay. Zoe entered the kitchen just as I was plating the fish, perfect timing. I smiled as she poured the wine for us, then sat down to enjoy the meal. As usual we spoke little as we ate, communicating with smiles and eyes, words seemed somehow unnecessary.Only as we shared another glass of wine, plates empty, fed and content did we begin to talk, a conversation that unusually faltered as Zoe hesitated, her words gradually descending into a series of 'umm's' and err's' ... I sipped my wine and waited,. And that means with free love too. And it's Sam who's been giving me that. And Bill's real hip about it. Even though him and Sam are the real lovers, and they share the same bed, like a real 'gay' couple. Bill knows I need a fuck. And Sam's a real good fucker. I'm pretty much fucked now. And I like how he fucks my arse too. That's really groovy. Though I hope he lets it recover before he fucks me there again.While waiting for Bill and Sam, I wrote a bit more poetry. I scrapped that grotty one.