'What are you doing?''I just came for my knee high socks, my feet are cold,' says Sammy, parading her ass and lean legs in those pink short shorts of ...ers. On top she's wearing a white pyjama top with pink polkadots, her long dark brunette hair curled and still messy from that night's sleep. I throw her a wink.'I know something better to keep you warm,' I say suggestively.'Oh?''Why don't you jump into bed with me for a little bit?' I ask.'And why should I do that?' Sammy wonders, a cute smile. The laughter ended abruptly as two women entered the shower intent on using them for that purpose only. On seeing the two women caught up in an embrace, they let it be known that there was no place at the gym for ‘that’ kind of activity, and Marcie grabbed Aniah’s hand and pulled her out of the shower and then out of the gym entirely.“Let’s find someplace a little quieter,” Marcie said hoping Aniah would stop laughing.“That ... That was the funniest expression I ever saw! I mean ... your. I found that he is desperate as I am to have my company in his life and this time he is not drunk and fully in consciousness while saying I love you which made me much more attracted towards him now I am feeling like a girlNow our passion towards each other is unstoppable and our raised erotic feeling need to be fulfilled. My lonely body is waiting for his touch. My lips needs to pair up with Raj’s since we both stay at Bangalore and we planned to meet next morningI dressed like a hot stud to. I was fine with it, but I would always know my buddy fucked my wife. The other option would be for us to live the fantasy with a complete stranger, no strings attached. We even discussed finding that stranger on our vacation. That brings us back to where I left off in the story...back to the wine on Whitney's ocean view patio off his suite. I could tell my wife was feeling good and I was feeling good. Whitney returned and poured us all another glass of wine. She excused herself to go freshen.