Chapter 5 – Debbi and Marc
Her First Actual MFM Threesome

February 23, 2001 (from Debbi) 
	 
Dearest Joan

It was so nice to get your message this AM. I thought I would have the opportunity of telling you about Marcellus's "Big Surprise". But, THE BIG SURPRISE was mine.

HE DID IT!!!

WE DID IT!!!

On the way out to the train this morning, Marcellus told me to write to you and tell you that "I (he) kept my (his) promise".  I guess he promised you that he would arrange a special night for me....

We had our first MFM!

More later. Much more later!!!

Abounding with Love,

Debbi

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My Night!!!      

2/23/01 (from Debbi)
	 
Dearest Joan

Well, as I told you earlier, IT HAPPENED!!!

He did it!  He really did it!

As you know, I was preparing a surprise for him, and he turned the tables on me.  But, in truth, we were all surprised, especially our guest.

Marcellus called me from his office at about 4:30 PM yesterday to tell me he was taking a client out to dinner.  The client happened to be from New York, and in for Thursday and lunch Friday, and was going back home on Friday afternoon. 

Marc said, "Too bad you can't have dinner with us."  I innocently (okay, I'm not so innocently) suggested he bring his client Frank (not his real name) home, and suggested we could have dinner at a restaurant near here.  I could hear Marc tell Frank what I had suggested, and that afterward, Marc would call a car service to take him back to his hotel.

Frank told him he thought that would be a great idea.  "It's all right with Frank,” Marc told me, “we'll be home around seven."  Not only is Frank a client, he and Marcellus are really good friends

When Marcellus started in the business, his firm assigned coverage of Frank's firm to Marcellus.  Frank took an instant liking to Marc, and being older than we are by about six years, took Marc under his wings and soon acted like a 'big brother'.  They have been good friends all these years, and Marc has been rewarded for his friendship with a sizable amount of business.

When he hung up, I showered and dressed causally… short, pleated skirt, sweater, knee socks and flats.  I pulled my hair back in a ponytail.  All in all, I had that sweet innocent girl-next-door look.

I never expected to happen what happened, or I would have dressed more appropriately.

I laid out some cheese and crackers, made and chilled cocktails, and had everything ready to entertain our friend.

Fortunately, as you might recall, my in-laws had taken my kids to visit relatives in the Carolinas, it being winter recess here.  So I didn't have to worry about a sitter for them.

Marc and Frank arrived at seven on the dot.  I greeted Frank with a warm kiss on the cheek.  He hugged me tightly, as he has always done.  Marcellus and I entered into a warm embrace, the embers of last night’s love-making still burning warm in both of us.

We went to the sunroom for cocktails and a little catching up on Frank's and his wife's life and well-being.

When we finished our drinks, Marcellus said, “let's go eat.”  I went upstairs to get my purse.  Marcellus followed me up to get Frank a sweater to wear.  When we were in the bedroom, he kissed me deliciously and told me how much he missed me (since seven that AM).  As we pulled apart the little devil had my bra off.

"What are you doing?"

"I love to see your breasts sway under that sweater,” he said.  “It's so sexy.  You're so sexy.  And, you look cute in your schoolgirl outfit.  Frank will have a hard-on through out dinner.  So will I." 

He took me in his arms, squeezed my unencumbered breast, tweaked both nipples, and kissed me.  The little devil made my nipples hard.  In the tight sweater they were so obvious I was almost embarrassed.  Well, almost.

We went to a favorite Northern Italian restaurant of ours.  Cocktails before dinner, wine with dinner, I was feeling very warm and nice.  I couldn't wait to get Marcellus into bed.  I knew my breast movements had him hot.  My nipples had so hardened, they were quite clearly showing.

I was so into thoughts of making love with Marcellus I never gave Frank a second thought.  Well, a second thought maybe, but not in the way it turned out.

Marcellus suggested we go back to our home for after dinner drinks, and he'd call the car service to get Frank back to his hotel from there.

When we got home, Marcellus said, "Frank, you know where the bar is.  How about pouring us some drinks, Irish Mist for me."  He started the gas fireplace, put on some soft music, turned and left the room.

Frank handed me a glass of wine and poured brandy for himself, and Marcellus's Irish Mist.  We sat and talked while waiting for Marcellus.  I thought he had gone to call the car service, and I'm sure Frank did, too.

He came back a few minutes later and asked me to dance.  I looked at him.  This was out of character with a guest in our house.  He gave me one of his classic devilish grins.

As we danced, he nibbled my neck.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and opened myself to him.  I was so hot for him.  I couldn't wait for the car to get here to take Frank away.

Just a little bit about Frank.  He's about forty-five or so, in good shape, racket ball and tennis player, and very handsome.  He has a very friendly manner, non-aggressive, but confident.  I like him a lot.  A lot more after last night!

When the song ended, another started.  I went to Frank and said, "Your turn, if you want to."

"Are you kidding, I'd never turn down a chance to dance with you."  He got up, I moved into his embrace, and we moved to the music.  I could feel him responding to my nearness.  I decided to take advantage of it, and moved tight against him.  He tried to move away, but I moved with him.  Finally he relaxed and I pressed tightly against his hardness, my head on his chest.

When the song ended, I went to Marcellus, took his hand and led him to dance with me.  I was so hot I could feel my panties getting wet.  As we danced, I moved my hand down between us and caressed his hard cock.  His hands went to my bottom and caressed me.  I didn't care if Frank saw what I was doing.

The song ended.  Marcellus led me to the couch, sat down beside Frank, and pulled me down to his lap.  I snuggled into his neck.  He shocked me with what he then said.

"Frank, Debbi and I have spoken about inviting another man into our bed.  This is solely to give Debbi a night of total sexual gratification.  I know this is a sneaky thing to do, but I didn't know I wanted this until during dinner.  Debbi didn't even know about it."  Marc looked at me, I don't know, expecting an answer?  My mouth was agape.  I couldn't speak.

"Frank, the problem I had was 'with whom'.  I wouldn't want a stranger to come into my house and enjoy my wife.  I'm not that liberated.  So, for me, it had to be a friend, someone I like, admire and trust.  Suddenly at dinner I realized there was no one I would rather share my wife with than you."

Frank looked shocked.  "Is he kidding?" he asked me.

"Frank, I'm as surprised as you are, but I hope he means it, and I hope you agree with it."  I got up from Marcellus's lap and moved to Frank's, put my arms around his neck, and kissed him.  He responded, his tongue searching my mouth.

When we broke the kiss, I looked at Marcellus.  He was smiling, his sweet angelic smile, the one with devilment dripping down his chin.  He can be so BAD at times, but never before THIS BAD.

"Marc, I would love to make love with Debbi, but I'll never be able to reciprocate.  My wife would never go for it."

Marc replied, "This isn't about me, or me getting something back, you have to understand that.  And, it's not about you and your enjoyment of Debbi, but, of course, I hope you will.  This is for Debbi, about Debbi and only Debbi.  Besides, I owe you so much I could never repay you.  So take this as credit against my debt to you."

I wasn't sure I liked being used to settle a debt, but I did know what Marcellus meant.  Our home was bought with the commission money from Frank's business.  As was our kids’ education fund.  I was all right with it and, in a way, agreed with him.  What made it happen was Marcellus telling Frank this was for me.

The three of us sat there quietly, none of us knew quite what to do next.  It was Frank who broke the ice.

"Debbi, I would be delighted to be your lover for tonight.  I just hope I can live up to your beauty."  An Irish exaggeration that I'm sure would make his ancestors proud.

Marcellus stood, and reached out his hand for mine.  I gave it to him and stood.  I reached out a hand to Frank.  He took it, stood and we made our way to the stairs.  Marcellus disengaged to get a couple of bottles of wine and glasses.

At the bottom of the stairs, Marc told Frank,  "Take her skirt off, I never get tired of watching her walk up the stairs, either naked or in panties."  Frank unbuttoned and unzipped my skirt.  I balanced myself on his shoulder as I took my feet from the skirt.  Then I turned and slowly walked up the stairs.  I knew my bottom was accentuated by my black panties.  They had crept into my crevice, leaving plenty of skin exposed.

I felt so wanted.

When we were all in the bedroom, Marcellus told me to undress Frank, as Marc undressed himself.  When I finished, they undressed me, kissed me, sucked my tits and caressed me.  Frank's hand went to my bare puss.  As he caressed my clit, I came for the first of many times that night.  God, I was so hot.

I started for the bed, but Marcellus stopped me and led us to the bathroom, where the Jacuzzi was going.  Frank and I sat together in the relaxing hot water, as Marcellus opened the wine.  He poured us each a glass, and got in on my other side.

We soaked in the hot water, sipping wine, as the men caressed and stimulated my body.

When I could take no more, I asked Marcellus if we could go into the bedroom, "Honey, I'm so hot… please, I need it."

We got out of the tub.  They both dried me, paying particular attention to my breasts, bottom and pussy.  I was on the verge of cuming again.

I was so turned-on I could hardly walk.  We moved into the bedroom, with Marc's arm around me, supporting me.  I lay on my back, but Marcellus turned me over.  He had an edible oil with him that he had in the tub to warm.  They rubbed the oil all over my body, caressing and massaging me with a gentleness that almost sent me over the top again.

One of them, I didn't need to know which, poured oil down my crevice, thrilling me.  He licked and tongued my crevice.  My cheeks were spread and a tongue caressed my anus, and insinuated itself into my anus.

The other guy licked and caressed my neck and back, and then moved to my legs.  His tongue trailed from my feet to where the other man was licking my anus.

I was squirming so much… I needed a cock.  I needed one BAD!  But, I would have to wait.  It was an exquisite torture.  I loved it.

I came again.

Marcellus finally turned me onto my back, poured oil onto Frank's hands, and then onto his own.  I closed my eyes and reveled in their soft massaging caresses.

Joan, it was beyond my ability to describe.

Frank worked my legs, and Marcellus worked my body.  They rubbed me in light small circles, mostly with their fingertips.  Marcellus has done this to me in the past, and I love it when he does.  He can get me off without penetration, and sometimes without even touching my vulva.  Last night was one of those nights.

As Frank spread my legs and, finally, touched my pussy, I came on his hands.  He inserted two fingers, and finger-fucked me as I came.  Marcellus was sucking my breasts.

I looked at Marcellus with what I'm sure was a pained expression.  "Please, Marcellus, I need it.  I really need it."

"Frank… would like to help my Lady out?"

Frank hooked my legs with his arms and raised them up to my chest.  I reached between us, found his cock, and positioned it at the entrance to my need.

"Oh, God, Frank, give it to me, put it in me."

I was so wet, Frank slid into me in one swift stroke.  When he reached bottom, I came again.

All too soon, Frank said, "Sorry, Debbi, I'm going to cum.  I've held back as long as I can."  Frank pounded into my pussy and exploded into me.  I came again… with him.

As soon as he was finished, I looked at my Lover.  "Please, Marcellus, take me.  Please."  He got between my legs and pushed into my wet, cum-drenched pussy and fucked me hard and fast… humping into me like a dynamo.  So strong, so hard.  I grabbed his head and pulled it down to my mouth.  We kissed and I came, an explosive cum.  I grunted, moaned, yelled and… when I started to scream… Marcellus covered my mouth with his and I yelled into him.

But, Marcellus wasn't done with me yet.  He rolled over onto his back, with me on top of him.  "Ride me, Honey.  I want to watch you cum."  I did.  I rode him to another satisfying orgasm.

Marcellus and I have had sex so often the past month that he was very slow in cumming.  He stayed hard so long he gave me complete satisfaction.  Finally, I told him I was exhausted and wanted to rest.  He still hadn't cum.  What a man!!!  Even Frank was impressed with his durability.

We all three propped ourselves against the headboard and sipped some wine.  Their hands continued to roam over my body.  I was in a constant state of arousal.  We didn't talk.  Instead, they continued kissing and licking me.

After he had finished his wine, Frank poured out another glass and got down between my legs.  He pushed my legs up and open, exposing my pussy.  He poured wine over my pussy and, as it ran down, licked it off me.  I hadn't experienced that before.  I found it not only erotic and fun, but soothing as well.

It wasn't long before I was responding to him.  I slid down on the bed.  He followed me.  I turned to a 69 position, took his cock in my mouth, and sucked him hard again as I ground my pussy against his mouth and face.  Marcellus caressed and kissed my back as I sucked our friend's cock.

When Frank was hard enough, I mounted him and went for another ride.

Marcellus left the bed for a moment.  He came back with the Astroglide. I looked at him and smiled.  I knew I was in for a double-fucking, and I wanted it. I wanted my Man's cock in my ass as I fucked our friend.

Marcellus gently pushed me down towards Frank’s chest.  As Marcellus administered the lube to my anus, I wrapped Frank's head in my arms and we kissed.  My kiss was in response to the delicious feelings that spread through me as Marcellus fingered my anal button.

He finished and moved up to me, handed me the tube and asked me to put some on his cock.  I leaned toward it, kissed it, licked it, and sucked it into my mouth.  I hadn't loved his cock with my mouth since last night, and was torn between wanting to suck him off and having him fuck my ass.  My ass won.

Taking my mouth from his cock, I applied a very liberal amount of lube to it.  He started to move behind me, but I held his arm, "Kiss me first, Lover."  He leaned to me.  We kissed, not a kiss of fierce passion, but a soft kiss that expressed our love for each other.

I let him go.

He got behind me, moved legs around, positioned himself and, as he pressed his cock against my anus, I grasped it and guided it to the center of my anal universe.  He pushed into me, slowly.  Frank gasped from the intensity of feeling a man's dick slid virtually against his own.

"Oh, shit, Marc, that feels awesome!" he said.

I had to agree with him, from a different perspective, of course.  It did feel awesome.  As I write this, I can still feel him in me.  I tingle with anticipation for tonight and this weekend.

Marcellus slowly withdrew to the edge of my anus, and reentered me.  Slowly he fucked US.  Slowly he drove both Frank and me crazy.  Poor Frank, it soon proved too much for him.  He began to moan and grunt.  He bucked up against me, pressing himself deep inside me, and came with a shuddering explosion.  He turned so red, I feared for his well being, but as he calmed down the redness left him.

I squirmed off Frank's cock, and he moved from beneath me.  I reached for some pillows, positioning then under my hips.  With the pillows propping my hips in the air, I lay and relaxed as I encouraged Marc to resume fucking my ass.  It didn't take long for me to start cuming again.

Marcellus was finally near his own climax.  He lifted my right leg and twisted me over onto my back, without disengaging from me.  He lifted my hips off the bed as I propped a couple of the pillows under my hips.  Then Marc hooked my legs in his arms, pushed them to my chest, and fucked my ass with powerful, deep strokes.  As he closed in on his own climax, I came and came and came.  Then he came inside my rectum… deep and hard!

Marcellus collapsed on top of me.  I held him, kissing his face and mouth.

"Darling, I love you so much," I whispered in his ear.  We kissed softly, belying the strength with which he had just assaulted my ass.  Finally, he softened enough to pop out of me.  The relief was bittersweet.  As much as I felt needed relief, I wanted him to never leave me.

Marcellus and I left Frank in the bedroom as we went to the bathroom.  We got into the shower and I washed him, his penis, his body, the body that so much belongs to me, the body I'm so proud of and love so much, the man I want to be with forever.  We kissed and caressed each other as the warm water ran over us.

I had thought of bringing Frank into the shower with us, but he wisely left us alone for a little while.  I needed to be alone with Marcellus, to just experience our closeness.

When we were finished in the shower and dried, we went back to the bedroom.  Marcellus set the alarm clock.  Friday was still a workday for him.  We got into bed, me in the middle, two handsome virile men hugging and holding me on either side.

Marc said, "Frank, if you wake through the night, and if she wants to, please feel free to take advantage of the beautiful woman between us."

"Not too sure I can, Brother.  She may have worn me out.  But, if I feel the bed rocking, I may join in."  We laughed.  Marcellus turned out the light and we prepared to sleep, me warmed and loved by them both.  I spooned my back against Frank as I lay facing Marcellus.  I caressed his face.  We held hands.  We kissed.  We loved each other.

It was a glorious night.

The alarm went off at 6 AM.  None of us wanted to get up.  To be honest, I wanted to get laid again.

Marcellus shaved and dressed as I got him breakfast.  Frank got out of the shower and came down to the kitchen in his suit pants and shirt.

"Honey, would you get Frank a clean shirt.  You don't have anything until lunch, right?" he asked Frank.

"Right, but I can hang out in your office, can't I?"

"Well, Frank, I was thinking, you could hang out right here, maybe wash the kitchen floor, or do windows or something."  He looked at me, smiled, and with his eyes and expression, asked if that was all right with me.  I nodded, hesitantly.

"Yeah, Frank, I could use some help around here," I offered.  We all laughed.

"Bull shit, I don't do windows."

"Okay, you can wash Debbi instead."

"Are you kidding me?  Don't tease."

Marc asked, "Debbi, can he stay for a while?"

"Frank, I really could use a little more this morning.  Won't you help me out?" I asked in an innocent way.  Again we all laughed.

"Okay, that's settled, I'll arrange for the car,” Marc said, “10 o'clock enough time for you two?"

"Sure," said Frank

"No!" I challenged coyly.  "But it'll work if you can get home early."

He came to me, we kissed.  He said, "I'll try."

Frank shook hands with Marcellus.  I walked out to the garage with him, "Why did you do that?  We had a rule, 'no dancing alone'."

"I know, and it's hard for me to do.  But I love you, and I want you to have this.  I want you to have a man without me looking over your shoulder.  But, don't get used to it.  Consider this an early birthday present.  A very costly one for me."

"I don't want you upset.  I'll tell Frank I can't do it without you here."

"No, no, I want you to have it."

We kissed.  Marcellus got in his car and drove off to the train station.

I went back inside.  Frank was making breakfast for both of us.  I made fresh coffee.

We sat and ate in silence.  Finally, Frank said, "Look, Debbi, last night was absolutely fabulous, and I loved it, more than you can imagine.  But, in truth, I feel funny doing it without Marc here."

"Thank you, Frank.  I do too.  You won't be angry if we don't?"

He came to me, kissed my forehead and said, "I could never be angry with either one of you.  Let's just leave last night as last night.  A memory that will stay with me forever."

I really didn't want to do it without my Lover here to share it with me.  I don't want a man 'out of school,' even with permission.  .

Frank called the car service and asked them to come earlier.  He went up stairs, finished dressing, and left soon after.

I immediately called Marcellus and told him that Frank and I had decided that we would leave it at last night.  But I told him he better get his backside home early or I'd get the next plane to New York.  

So that was it, Joan, my surprise, my night, my wonderfully fulfilling night.  I owe you a lot for this having happened.  I owe you a lot for helping Marcellus and me through the past couple of months.

And now, On To Allison.

Love

Debbi

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After Thoughts      

2/24/01 (from Debbi)
	 
Dearest Joan

I want to share some thoughts, words, feelings with you… both Marcellus's and mine.

When Marcellus came home from work last night, I greeted him at the door to the garage.  We kissed, and I stood in his embrace, not moving or saying anything, just holding on to him.

When finally he moved away from me a little, to take his coat off, he picked me up, carried me to the den where he sat me on his lap, and we continued to cuddle together.

We kissed and loved each other.

We made plans for the evening, went out for pub food, and came back with a taped movie, which we watched until bedtime, cuddling together.  We spoke very little throughout this whole time.  That would have worried me before, his being silent, but last night we were both in a very peaceful place.

When the movie ended, we went up to the bedroom, showered together and went to bed.

I got between his legs and used my mouth to make him hard.  I mounted him, and then assumed my favorite position, lying on his belly with his hard cock buried in my pussy with the covers up over us.

I asked him how he felt about the night before.  He told me he had mixed feelings.  He then asked me to tell him truthfully how I felt about it, and that he would then answer me.

Joan, until he asked me, I hadn't thought of this.  It just started coming to me.

I told him that last night was wonderful.  I had never been more pleasured.  But, that it wasn't Frank.  I only saw him as an extension of Marcellus.  Everything that happened was centered on me.  But, for me, all the sex, all the fucking was Marcellus pleasuring me.  I don't know if that makes sense.  It does somehow to me.  I want to be able to explain it better to Marcellus.

Marcellus told me that the night was very bittersweet for him.  He could see that I was responding to all the attention (by the way, I saved the message I sent you yesterday.  I read it to Marc while realizing how much MORE there was to the night.  Marc was very happy to hear the thoughts I had recorded for you.

BUT, he said it was very hard for him to watch me with someone else.  He said (I paraphrase), "I'm sorry if I'm too possessive, but I want you as my own.  I'll try, no I WILL bring someone else into our bed when you want, and sometimes surprise you, but you wanted honesty, and the honest fact is, I was a bit jealous."

Then he asked why I didn't make Frank stay this morning.  I told him, "I don't want anyone else without you ‘looking over my shoulder'.  No one can bring me the joy you bring me, and the love I feel for you."  And I meant every word of it.

He told me he could never bring a stranger into our love life.  I had shared some of your thoughts with him about me going to find someone to bring back, but he just cannot do that.

That's fine with me, Joan, we have Ted and Judy… and who knows who else he might find.  As much as looking for a new guy is titillating to me, I won't do anything to hurt him.

He did say that time has a way of changing things, and maybe he can overcome his feelings, but not just yet.

You know, Joan, it's just not that important.  We have new feelings of our own to explore, to cultivate and to allow to grow.  It's almost like meeting and courting anew.  I can't really explain it.  I've heard of people who have found higher levels to their relationships, but this is like he has met a new person, a new me, and he doesn't even know the depths we can get to, nor do I yet.

And, Marcellus deserves my undivided attention.

We also talked about Judy and Ted.  Marcellus says he's 'cool' with that situation, and wants to allow our relationship together to grow.  But, he said we have to be watchful that it not get out of hand, and that he would hope we (he and I) would be honest with each other if things were to 'change' between us.

I told him, if he is concerned about it affecting our marriage, then let's just say it was fun but no more.

Marcellus, taking quid pro quo to its limit said, 'No fair!  You had Ted, and Frank..  Now it's Ted and my turn to have someone new (with a little lol).  Let's let it ride for a while, and just be very careful.  I'm not leaving you.  I'm never leaving you.  But we don't know what's going on in Ted's and Judy's minds'.

And he's right about them.  We can't know what they're thinking or feeling.  I reassured him about us as best I could, as best as one's understanding can be about another's heart and soul.

Dinner with the gang tonight, including Judy and Ted.  I asked Marcellus, since we have the house alone for another night, should we bring them back here.  He asked if I wanted it.  I told him, it's his choice.  I'm just asking in case it comes up.  He gave me a definite 'maybe'. 

Actually he said let's see what develops.  If they intimate they would like to, then it's fine with him.  I think he wants Judy again, just doesn't want to tell me, doesn't want to hurt me.  I think, if I remember my psych classes correctly, that's what is known as transference of feelings.  He is projecting his feelings onto me.  But, it's fine with me.  I feel secure with him.  Now I have to engender his confidence in me.

Frank called me before he boarded the shuttle to tell me he'll never forgive himself for passing up yesterday morning.  I told him, "Next time." 

Yeah, I think, if there is a next time, I will!  But, if I do, do I have to give Marcellus a choice of Judy or Allison for a time alone?  Oh, shit, he did transfer his feelings.  No, not really, I guess I'm not all that secure.  The thought of him with either of those women, especially because of their feelings for him, makes me a bit jealous too.

I know I flood your e-mail with my nonsense, but writing it makes me think through things, and sending those thoughts makes them so.  So…....

Love

Debbi

I forgot to tell you that when pillow talk was over, Marc guided me to another tantric orgasm, a thunderous orgasm.  I told him we should tape them and sell them.  We could make a fortune, and he could stay home and make me cum all day.  He laughed, but I wasn't kidding… about having him home all day, anyway.

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01-0224 (from Joan)

Dearest Debbi...

I received your three notes today upon my return from a business trip...

BRAVO !   BRAVO !   BRAVO !
One Bravo for you... one for Marcellus... and one for having finally experienced your first shared MFM!  It has been a long haul since we first started writing about this subject.  I am truly glad you and Marcellus finally had this experience... and that it went so well.

Was it all you were hoping it would be?  It sure sounds like it was.  I can't believe you were able to experience a double-penetration (or DP) on your first MFM with Marcellus.  Good for you guys!

I read your "After Thoughts," and have some observations.  First, I am pleased for both of you that your shared one-on-one intimacy and love is obviously so deep and worry-free these days. 

Second, Marcellus's initial "mixed feelings" about the night with "Frank" are understandable.  That it was "bittersweet" is also understandable at this point.  All this is new to both of you guys.

Third, I am glad that in your conversation with Marc you stressed that "it wasn't Frank, I only saw him as an extension of Marcellus.  Everything that happened was centered on me.  But, for me, all the sex, all the fucking was Marcellus pleasuring me."  Yes, that DOES "make sense."  That is as it should be.  

Fourth, I think you made a wise decision to NOT spend the next morning fucking Frank alone.  There may come a time.... but not yet.  As he said, "time has a way of changing things, and maybe (Marc) can overcome his feelings, but not just yet."
 
Fifth, I have an idea you two will end up having more fun with Judy and Ted... and with Allison... and occasionally some "extras" along the way.  Just stay alert to any signals you get from Judy and Ted that could cause you to re-assess along the way.  By the way... did you and Marc end up getting together with Judy and Ted on Saturday night?

About you and Frank alone:  Yes, if there is a next time, and Marc makes it clear that you and Frank alone is really OK with him... you really will want to give Marcellus some time alone with Judy or Allison or ???.  Tit for Tat!!!  Don't let that thought generate jealousy within you.  That's a waste of time.  You have every reason to feel secure in your relationship with Marc.  He CLEARLY loves you... and you ALONE.  He would just be having some sexual fun... like you will be.

By the way, you do not "flood (my) e-mail with (your) nonsense."  I love to hear all your reports and thoughts.  I am glad that "writing it makes (you) think through things, and sending those thoughts makes them so.  So...."

Much love,

Joan

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February 27, 2001 (from Debbi)

Dearest Joan

I so look forward to your e-mail notes.  They make my day.

I received a special delivery package yesterday, a Waterford crystal vase and a note from Frank:  It said:

Dear Debbi,
	
Just a token of my thanks and love.  You and Marc were so generous in 
allowing me the great pleasure of..., well, pleasure.

This is my thanks to YOU.  Marc has always known how I feel about him, 
but I want to let you know I've always had deep feelings of friendship for 
you too.
	
I hope I'm not too presumptuous in hoping we can 'see' each other again 
sometime, with Marc.  But the next time, I'm not passing up the opportunity 
of us alone.  I kicked my ass all the way home.

Frank

I called Marc to get Frank's office phone number, and I called to thank him.  I didn't want to send a note that someone else could find.  I promised him there would be another time.  I hope I didn't speak out of turn, only if it's all right with my Lover Boy (new sobriquet).

Saturday night turned out surprisingly.

We had dinner, as I told you, with Judy and Ted… and two other couples. As we girls do, Judy and I went to the lady's room together.  I told her we were sans kids for the night, as a hint that I was interested.  She told me Steven was staying with a friend, but that she and Ted had asked another of the couples (Rick and Ann) to come by for drinks after, and that they wanted to "see".  When I asked 'see what', she just giggled and said, "You know".

We all walked out of the restaurant at the same time.  Our car was in the back of the lot.  Marcellus had backed in, so, when we were in Marc's SUV, we could see what the others were doing.  The one couple (John and Flo) left, and then Ted and Ann went to his car, and Rick and Judy went to Rick's car.

Marc and I looked at each other, a little bemused, and then drove off.

I called Judy yesterday.  She was out.  I'm waiting for a call back to see what's going on.

Neither of us (Marc or I) is jealous or whatever.  We were just concerned about how this is going for them (T and J).  Like: Is this just sexual liberation, fun and games?  Or is it something deeper that's going on with the two of them.

We're not passing judgment, just concerned that we may be in the middle of something not so 'good'. If this turns into three couples, OK, but if this is the unraveling of....

Any suggestions?  Marcellus thought we should wait.  I'm a little more, I don't know, maybe just curious about what's going on.  Showing my femininity I guess.

About my DP (sounds like a baseball play, now there's a thought):  Marcellus has a great deal more imagination (?) creativity (?) kinkiness (?) than I ever gave him credit for.  Although he hasn't tried to tie me down yet, or blindfold me.  I'm still intrigued by that thought, but I want it to be a surprise, so it comes when I least expect it. 

You know, tied, blindfolded and feeling four or six or ??? hands caressing me.  I get wet thinking about it.  Do you have any stories about women who have been tied and the thrill they experienced?  Maybe I could leave one on his pillow at night, to give him a hint.

Thanks for your reaction to my e-mail flood of nonsense.  I don't want to become a pain in the backside.  If I do, please, just tell me to back off.  I'll understand.

Allison called me yesterday.  She got a quick appointment with her mom's ob/gyn, told the nurse (who knows Allison) that it was an "emergency".  Knowing what she meant, she fit her in.

Allison has to be on the pill for at least a month before he'll give her approval.  So, poor Marcellus, we will just have to wait.  But it works out well.  Marcellus made arrangements to take off the first week in April.  We're going to Spain!  

I LOVE Spain.  The trip offers a hotel in Marbella.  We'll rent a car and tour the Southern region, with an overnight in Sevilla, sherry in Jerez, and the Alhambra.  I CAN'T WAIT!  Alone with him in our favorite country.  Paris and France are a very close second, of course.

Debbi
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For more of Debbi and Marc’s adventures, see Chapter 6.