“I know you’re not in the mood. Call me after you talk to Phoebe.”She was right. I couldn’t have been in the mood if I hadn’t had sex in ove... a decade. Not only had I screwed things up with Phoebe, but now Hannah was once again denied the opportunity to get pregnant again. Three sets of lives had been damaged.I was sitting around feeling sorry for myself when there was a tap at the door. I turned to see Phoebe open it and come in just like she always did.“I got a sitter for Chris tonight,” she. ‘His car’s here,’ Aunt Karen said, ‘but nobody answered the phone when I called a little while ago. He likes walking places, so he probably walked to the pool. I’ll check his room, just to be safe.’ Karen was nervous. She shouldn’t be doing this, bringing a man other than her husband to her house, but Ben had balked at her suggestion they make love in the church office and his wife was at the parsonage so they couldn’t go there. She convinced the pastor to come to her house after she called to. In fact, we had given up hope that it would ever come about.” I nuzzled her crown, liking the smell of her hair. “I have to say thank you Denise, you were wonderful and I hope you enjoyed yourself too.” “I had a fantastic time, thank you. I have never ever cum like that before. Fact is, I have never been with a woman before and as for a threesome… well, it was a first all round.” She said no more for a few minutes, I lay there listening to the soft snore from Carol and the easy breathing of. Tuesday flew by. Neither had time to call, but still they thought of each other constantly. Jack woke up early Wednesday; he stretched and went to work out. He really pushed himself, with the mistaken (and he knew it) idea that the extra effort of one morning would make him look better tonight. He showered, shaved and put on his best suit. He knew he wouldn't have a chance to get back to the suburbs before dinner.Paula went to the gym on her way to the office, she thought the same thing, I.