I changed into my cotton outfit andpadded out to the living room. I crawled onto the couch and snuggled upto my man, apologizing for misreading the si...uation.I thought I was apologizing. I didn?t expect him to fall apart and startcrying.He broke down and told me that I hadn?t misread anything, and that hislingerie fetish was something that he had battled for years. Whatfollowed was one of the most intimate conversations I?ve ever had. It?salso when I first truly started to fall in love with. "Thank you. You look lovely, by the way. I didn't catch your name?" Oh, I'm Janine." Janine."I looked into her eyes; green, with darker flecks. She looked away, blushing, then glanced back covertly as I sat down. I stared at the wall, trying to catch up with what had been happening to me over the last few hours. Some sort of alarm sounded; I looked at Janine but she gave it no mind. I returned to my musings."John?"Another woman, in an unflattering suit, with minimal makeup on stood before. My wife turned her head and looked up at me and kissed me on the cheek. Amy, not to be outdone did the same to my other cheek which in turn spurred my wife to kiss me on the corner of my mouth. Amy mirrored her again. I loved this attention until both Felicity and Amy kissed me on the lips at the same time. Unprepared for this I automatically returned the kisses, turning what we were doing into a three-way kiss.They broke the kiss and Amy started to chuckle and soon she had Felicity joining in. Jane Peters is a good boss, 49 years old, and a good-looking blond with brains to match. Julie is a 34-year-old six-foot dark haired woman, size 16-18, but fit not fat; she loves her job, which she has been doing for six months. She is skilled in shorthand, keyboard, and computer skills like any other good secretary. She lives outside London in Reading in a small one bedroom flat she rents from an old friend of hers from her last job. She does not drive her ten-year Metro into London but.