“How would this work, exactly?” I asked.“We’d treat you to an evening at the Bellagio. We’d get adjoining rooms so we could be close ... but...not too close ... you know?”This idea was sounding better and better.“So you’re talking all night, then?”“Yes ... from check-in to check-out the next day, we’d be with each other’s husbands ... kinda like an extended date-night.”“What about the Key Club, is this something that’s even allowed?”She broke into a little laugh. “We’re all consenting adults. Technically, Tabitha holds all the cards. And since she does, she doesn’t plan to let the man have his way.He comes in, looking around. “The kids are in bed asleep,” Tabitha tells him. “The kids behaved themselves admirably.”“I assume that they would,” he says. “I was worried about you behaving.”“Really?” she asks. “How so?”“You knew I was coming home, and I was worried that you’d be playing with yourself, going for that orgasm before I got here,” he divulges.She smiles to herself. “And what if. They're yours, I promise." As Liv sweet-talked the car, she glanced at the digital temperature gauges mounted to the dashboard.She had added the precision instruments after rebuilding the engine. Her dad's love of gadgets had rubbed off on her and she had wired several thermocouple temperature sensors to critical points of the car. With a quick glance, she could see the oil, cylinder head, and transmission fluid temperatures. The gauges allowed her to keep tabs on the car's health.Today, Liv. I shut down my office computer and walked out to the car. I called Keri to see if she was home and she said that she would be at the office finishing work on her big deal a bit longer but would be on her way soon. I then called Sarah to ask if she needed me to pick up anything on the way home. Sarah was good but played at being miffed that I would think her incapable of supplying the house.I started the SUV and headed out. My head was buzzing with my upcoming practice plan and progression.