" Don't be Fran. Thanks to you we got it all out into the open. We both know each other a lot better now. If it hadn't been for you we would have gott...n married and the ended up cheating on each other behind each others backs. This way we are together and have an open marriage and for me that is better than nothing. Plus, as long as we are married and living together I have the opportunity to work on him. I'm not going to give up Fran. I have half of him now and I'll work on getting to other. Usually referred to as The Aunts were inseparable. Where you saw one you saw the other and from my understanding it had always been so. Aunt Carol was now 52, while Lindy was 49 still for both of them they looked pretty good for their age. Two healthy, vibrant women. Who shopped and seemed to enjoy life even if there were almost never any men present. So walking into their house, a house I had only been in a couple of times seemed like a death sentence for me. I was settled into the room next. Well until Cathy met Lucy (my wife) in the local supermarket on day. Cathy had suggested to Lucy we have a small celebration of the c***dren going off to uni or something Lick that. The evening duly arrived and so did Stephen and Cathy. We insisted on hosting as they were having work done and it seemed so much more sensible. The evening was going nicely with light bites and the wine seemed to flow a little too easily making everyone nice and warm and mellow. We had got to the point where we. The guys climbed out, each sporting a major hard-on. They wrapped towels around their waists, but their erections were still quite obvious. We could only hope that we did not meet anyone in the elevator since Gary and Robert each looked like they had a tent pole under their towel. We walked silently down the corridor to the elevator. Robert and Gary walked closely behind Cindy and me, using us to shield the huge boners that were so very obvious under their towels. Quietly we snuck back to.