White Horse. I was looking at both my grandparents!“What are you keeping from me?” Miranda demanded silently as we prepared for bed. Katie was bru...hing Miranda’s hair and pausing to kiss the top of her head every few strokes.I can’t share this with you yet. I don’t know what it means or why I’m even here.“Is my sister in danger from that Indian?”No! Nothing like that. He would do anything to keep her safe.“That is it, isn’t it? They are falling in love. How stupid and blind of me! This cannot. " We've only been -- a couple -- for the last three years. Exclusively, I mean. But we grew up together. And when we were just kids, we introduced each other to... to sex. It was clumsy and everything, because we were both too young and we were inexperienced. But it was... sweet and good, too." OK."I had lots of things I wanted to say, but I was reminding myself, every ten seconds, to keep my mouth shut."So then we grew up, and, and we grew apart, and we both had other experiences and lovers. We’ll have to do something about that. Why don’t you go and take a shower before you fix us some breakfast?”After he had showered and dried himself, he returned to the bedroom. Her case was on the bed, opened and she’d laid out some clothes beside it. Paul opened his wardrobe to take out his clothes.“What are you doing, Paul?” she asked.“Looking for something to wear,” Paul replied.“I’ve already got some clothes here,” she told him pointing at the bed.“But those are YOUR clothes,” he. She likes sandwiches. Get my drift?”I certainly did. This made me even hornier, and I looked hungrily in my wife’s direction. I wanted to fuck her in another man’s cum!Carol saw my look and put a hand on my arm, stopping me. “We’ve got a small rule, of sorts. No fucking your own partner. It makes it that much more fun when you finally get them home.” I smiled at her and laughed.Fortunately, Alice came over and joined us. She kissed my cheek and took my hand. Before we went down the hall, Carol.