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   My wife Annie and I have been married for 26 years.  We had met while
attending the same university and after I graduated took a job with a
larger corporation in her hometown.  She is 54 and I am 50.  Our only
child, a son is in the army and is stationed out of state.
   We are very dis-similar but that does not seem to affect our
relationship.  Friends often still wonder how we got involved due to our
differences, but our marriage seems to have lasted while most of theirs
have come and gone.  The one area where we seem to have disagreement is in
the area of sex.
   I didn't know before we were married that when she was younger, actually
a pre-teen, a man that the family had known for years had attempted to
molest her.  It was interrupted before actual physical relations were
started so she didn't think that it was anything to discuss before
marriage. What happened was that the incident combined with her upbringing
caused her to have a very negative outlook on sex.  We would have sex once
or twice a month whether we needed to or not (you can hear my sarcastic
tone, can't you).
   Since we both took our wedding vows seriously we came to the agreement
that I would understand her needs and concerns and she would not be
bothered by me deciding to jack off a couple times a day.
   I will admit since she is not looking over my shoulder right now, that
at one time I sat down and really evaluated whether I wanted to remain
married or not.  The only negative was the sex and the fact that she was
downright dowdy in her manner of dress.  She had a petit figure with a
small bust and except when pregnant, she maintained her weight in the ideal
range.  I often suggested dressing to show off her figure but she always
refused.
   On the positive side, she was affectionate, loved staying at home and
keeping a nice home, hated shopping, was not interested in jewelry, she
budgeted far better than I ever did so we had a nice income and savings,
she would rather stay home than go out to eat and would only go to parties
once or twice a year.  She might be a little compulsive because she would
rather keep house and cook than watch TV.  In short, because of not
shopping, etc.  she cost very little and was not fixated on money.  She
cost me as much in one year as one girl that I dated before we were married
cost me in one long weekend.  I finally decided that I had married an old
fashioned farm girl and gave up trying to change her.
   Our cozy little life crashed, slammed and otherwise dissolved when the
economy caused the company I was with to start layoffs.  I was upper middle
management so I thought I might be safe but when the president of the US
started talking about proposed new healthcare laws, the company decided it
couldn't take the financial savaging contained in the proposals and closed
US operations and moved them to the overseas plants.  Annie took on some
house cleaning jobs to help with the income because she was afraid of
dipping into our savings and investments.
   I got frustrated looking for work because when I would apply, there were
also 15 others that seemed to have an edge in line also; members of the
proper club, related to the HR director, or any of the other seemingly
useless little things that are suddenly important.  When I was saving the
company several million dollars a year I was the golden haired boy, now I
was an outsider from another state.
   I reverted to my roots.  I had done apartment maintenance and industrial
repairs for my father's business, starting when I was in my early teens as
a helper and progressing to a division head by the time I got married and
moved into the corporate world.  Since I was now with no significant
income, I started repairing anything that people would call me to repair.
This was good, but it in no way was enough for us to live on.  For the
longer term planning, I began developing a consulting business to help
small and midsized businesses grow and expand.  I had no idea how that
would change things in our home.
   Annie had a cousin named Sue that was just a year older and since their
childhood homes were separated by a merely a hundred feet, they had grown
up more like sisters than cousins.  Sue was almost the opposite of Annie;
blunt spoken and to the point but only after thinking things through.  She
was certainly full figured at the least, an outgoing person that liked to
travel and be doing a variety of activities.  She was a very successful
career woman that married in her late 30's to an older semi-retired man. 
They had a good relationship but after only 10 years of marriage, cancer
struck and took him shortly after the diagnosis.
   Annie helped Sue regularly in some of the domestic areas that Sue had no
interest in doing.  They would visit and bemoan their respective problems
and concerns and laugh and get on with life.  Sue's husband had been dead
for about 5 years when I got laid off.
   Sue was on the phone to Annie and mentioned that she was having problems
with some plumbing and an intercom that was stuck on and other small
maintenance items that Howard normally had looked after when he was alive.
Annie told Sue that she needed to have me come and get things fixed.
   They set up a time that both of us would go and have supper and then I
would work on the list of repairs.  After supper I went to the basement to
work.  I started with the plumbing but to save trips up and down the stairs
I had turned on the intercom and the lights that needed repaired so I could
check them also.
   What I found was the intercom switch was stuck so that everything said
in the kitchen would be broadcast to any other speaker that was turned on
in the house.  The only one turned on was the one I had turned on in the
basement.  I heard them chattering while they were putting the food away
and doing dishes.  Sue was wealthy but very tight with her money when it
came to frivolity.  She had no hesitation for spending to purchase quality,
but for just three of us, it was hand wash and dry instead of using the
dishwasher.  Sue did payroll and accounting for a couple who owned a chain
of stores and Annie cleaned house for them so the two women had a lot to
talk about.
   I ignored them and just let it be background noise while I was working
since I had listened to them talk hundreds of times.  All of a sudden my
attention was caught when I heard Annie talking about sex.  "....and he has
asked to make love least once a month and sometimes twice a month since he
has been off work.  I think that is all he thinks about," Annie said.  "He
wanted to do some nasty stuff using his tongue to get me off like I was
supposed to enjoy it.  I don't know why he can't just get on top and get
with it instead of all that fancy stuff.  I don't mind if he feels my boob
while we are cuddling, but I don't see why it has to be sex ALL the time."
   "All the time," Sue asked, "I thought you said once or twice a month?"
   "Well that is about twice as much as I need," Annie retorted.
   I heard them talking in more detail.  Sue asking what type of perverted
things I wanted and telling how Howard was a frequent lover, but didn't
last long and it was missionary position only.  I found out that Annie had
taught Sue about masturbation and they had tried it together.  Interesting,
I didn't know that.  I heard Sue ask Annie if she still liked to play
around outside like they used to play and was stunned when Annie said that
she wanted to but was afraid of getting caught again.  AGAIN!!!!?????  She
went on to say that she always wanted to make love outside but wouldn't let
me because she knew we would get caught or was afraid of what I might think
of her.  When was she caught?  Now I knew that there were things that I
needed to find out about her.
   Sue went on to ask if I had a girlfriend on the side and when assured
that I didn't asked Annie what she would say if I had one.  "If you are
getting more than what you want and he isn't getting nearly enough, why
would you care?
   "I would leave him in a moment if he did any such thing.  A marriage
isn't about sex, it is about a lot of other things, but if he betrays me in
that way, how could I trust him any other way?" Annie declared.
   "I see," Sue answered.  She went on to ask Annie about my job search and
what prospects I had.  "I don't understand why people can't see what they
are missing by not hiring him.  He has an extensive hands-on background and
experience combined with his education he could be such an asset in so many
fields.  I would always see stories in the business pages about how he had
gotten a contract for one company or restructured another and expanded yet
another for his employer."
   "That is what makes it so frustrating.  We are so desperate, if anything
was offered he would take it no matter what it was." I heard Sue assuring
Annie that she would mention it in her network of friends and see if she
had any leads for us.
   In my mind, I wasn't as desperate as Annie was but I knew that she
wanted to be at home again instead of working outside of the home.  I tuned
out the conversation and finished the list of repairs.
   I totaled up the time and materials and gave Sue the bill.  I apologized
for billing her for helping family.  "I expected a bill when I asked you to
do this and I know you have helped me many times in the past years and
never charged me so don't feel bad.  You know as well as I do that Howard
left me very well off when he passed away and I have the income from the
apartment units that he owned before we were married.  I don't waste money
and paying you a fair wage for an excellent job is not a waste."
   After a little visiting we left.  On the way home, Annie very hopefully
told me about Sue's offer to recommend me to her friends.  She told me that
I "had better be prepared to take anything that came up." There was no
direct threat but after all of these years of marriage I completely
understood that there would be serious hell to pay, not excluding divorce.
   I didn't think much more about it until I got a call on my cell phone
while I was working and Annie wanted to know if I could got to Sue's house
that evening.  I told her that I could reschedule a service call so I could
make time for that.
   When we arrived, Sue invited us in and we sat at the kitchen table. 
After serving us iced tea and visiting, Sue got right to the point.  "I
have decided that I might consider hiring you part time to work for me.  It
would vary what you would do, some days you would do repairs on the
apartment houses, some days you would be doing business planning since I
want to get out of the landlord business in the most profitable way, other
days you would do whatever I tell you to do.  Some days would not be very
pleasant and others wouldn't be quite so bad.  I am willing to pay $1000 a
week which I know is high for maintenance work, but it is also low for the
business planning and organization of Howard's interests that I expect you
to do for me.  Hopefully it will make up for the unpleasant days.  Would
you be interested?"
   I sat there and thought about it for a moment when Annie spoke up.  "He
is very happy to take it.  I don't care how unpleasant it is, he will be
happy to do it." I knew that she was at the end of her rope working, but I
didn't realize it was that bad.  I hadn't been debating whether to take the
work, but thinking that it would allow Annie to quit working outside our
home if she wanted to quit some of her cleaning jobs.
   Sue looked at me and asked, "We have heard from the boss," and laughed
jokingly and continued, "but do you have any questions?"
   "In general, no.  When do you want me to start and when you say
"whatever I tell you to do," can you give me an example?"
   Annie interrupted me and firmly stated, "You will do whatever she needs
done.  Do you understand?"
   Sue looked at her and asked, "Does that mean that you support him fully
working for me as needed?" Somehow I sensed that there was more to the
question than Annie was sensing.  She was so focused on my getting work so
that she wouldn't have to work that she didn't seem to see the trap.
   "As long as he is working, I don't mind if I have to help out a little,
but I will not be working full time anymore."
   "Good," Sue said smugly, "you have answered my next question.  I was
going to ask if you minded if he took care of my sexual needs when I needed
some sex, but you have answered that question.  Or," she slid the knife in,
"are you going to change your mind now about him helping me?"
   Annie stuttered and tried to back up on her unequivocal declarations
that I would be helping in any way that was needed.  After a couple minutes
of excuses and double talk Sue finally interrupted.
   "If you don't want him working for me it is no problem.  You told me
that he would be available and you even used the word "happy" to do
whatever I needed.  You also told me that he was always bothering you for
sex, sometimes even as much as once or twice a month.  I was hoping that I
could help out with some of the excess that you don't want." She paused and
then continued, "Let's just forget about working for me, and that way there
will be no problem."
   "But can't he do the other work that you need done?" Annie protested. 
"He needs work so I don't have to work all the time.  You have a lot of
work that isn't sex that he can do for you." We could both hear the
desperate tone in her voice.
   "Annie," Sue said quietly but firmly, "How do I know what the next thing
is that you will say no to?  If I need to have him go with me to an evening
meeting or conference, if I have to go out of town, what will you say no
about?  I was planning on letting you accompany him if we needed to do
something, but I think we better just do something else."
   "But I wouldn't do that!!!" Annie protested.  "It is just the sex that
is the problem."
   "No, Annie, it is not.  Control is the problem.  You sat here promising
that there was nothing no matter how unpleasant that your husband wouldn't
do if he would work and you could stay home.  Now we have gone from
anything to all except this one thing now.  When will your promise change
again?  What will be so inconvenient that you will change your mind?  He
has worked and made it possible for you to stay home and now you are
desperately committing him to things without even asking him his opinion.
You are making this all about you." Sue paused a moment and went on, "I am
going to leave it at an all or nothing option.  It is either you agree to
all or nothing.  You two need to go home and discuss this in detail rather
than you demanding that your husband do whatever you tell him to do so YOU
can be Helen homemaker again."
   Annie started to talk but Sue firmly interrupted her and told her that
there would be no more discussion until after we had our discussion in
private.  "I will not be the cause of your divorce, but your self-centered
focus well might be if you don't get things into perspective, Annie."
   There was little discussion that took place before we left.  The silence
weighted heavily in the car as we rode along.  When we got home we both got
some coffee and went into the library and sat down.  Annie finally broke
the silence, "Were you really going to have sex with Sue?" she burst out.
   I looked at her and gently but firmly reminded her, "I made no
commitments to anything.  I was still asking questions when you told both
of us that I would be doing whatever Sue told me to do.  You recall I was
still trying to find out what all was involved...."
   Annie interrupted me with a tirade, "Why are you two trying to blame
this on me?  I was just trying to help you get work.  You were just sitting
there asking questions instead of taking the work when she was offering it
to you.  I had to jump in and take it because you weren't taking it." She
continued on in the similar vein.
   When she ran out of wind, I once again calmly reminded her, "I do not
take any work that I don't understand.  You were the one that told her that
I would do whatever she said and then when you found out that there might
be sex involved, started back tracking.  In business, you do not agree to
something if you don't know what you are agreeing to, unless you want to
end up bankrupt.  Now, do you want me to work for Sue or not?  She has told
you what that might entail so now it is up to you.  What do you want done?
I will not cheat on you, but keep in mind that if you approve it will not
be cheating.  Swinging, swapping, or some other description maybe but not
cheating.  "
   "I want you to work for her but I don't want you to have sex with her.
Can't you just work?"
   "Annie, listen to me, she is your cousin, not mine.  She has told you it
is all or nothing.  I overheard you telling her that you think sex more
than once or twice a month is all the time.  You two work it out.  When you
get your details worked out, then I will talk to her as one businessperson
to another.  You are dealing with her from the standpoint of family and
emotion.  When you bid on a job, you either deal with all the issues
presented or negotiate for other details.  What you did was to cut off any
negotiation leaving nowhere to turn.  When you two get your arguing done,
then I will talk to her knowing what you are willing to do and what I can
do.  Right now, I can't say anything because you are trying to be in the
driver's seat."
   Annie was crying by now but I decided to finish my venting.  "When you
are done trying to run things from desperation, you will find that there
might be other options.  I don't know if Sue will back down or not.  I am
going to bed.  I have a big day tomorrow.  When you are done talking to
her, then I will take my turn." I gave her a hug and kiss goodnight and
assured her that I DID still love her.
   I went about my work, scheduling appointments and calls.  I enjoyed the
hands on work but I knew that my body was not as young as it had been when
I was doing this type of work years ago.  I didn't tell Annie because I
knew that she would once again try to micromanage, but my consulting work
was beginning to take off.  I was getting contracts signed and work
scheduled.  I expected that in four to six weeks, I would have my current
income more than doubled and replaced with one to five year contracts.
   I hadn't told Annie any of this, because I knew that she would start
demanding that it happen NOW and not when negotiations were finished.  If I
didn't get it done in time, she would likely call and ask why they couldn't
hurry things up.  She had already done this once before and never told me
about it.  I found out when the owner called me to cancel further
negotiations.  "I will not work with someone whose wife will call and
interfere when she doesn't know anything except that there is to be a
payday.  If we don't have the details worked out, how can we agree on a
price?"
   When I confronted her, Annie's answer was that he had no intention of
paying or else he would have done it when she called and told him that I
needed the work.  I actually agreed with her that I didn't think that we
would have ever been able to come to an agreeable price, but I didn't tell
her that because she was trying to excuse her deliberate interference.  I
knew that her desperation was getting out of hand so I decided not to agree
with her and condone her actions.
   I got a call from Sue on my cell phone asking if Annie was there or if I
was able to speak freely.  I told her that I was en route to a consulting
job and was able to speak freely.  She told me that as I had suspected,
most of her talk the previous night had been to shake Annie up.  Sue wanted
her to get a reality check and understand that her demanding behavior was
counterproductive.
   "After you left, I did wonder, what would you have done if she had been
willing to let you go ahead with whatever I asked you to do?" Sue
questioned.
   "Why?" I asked non-committedly.
   After a moment Sue answered, sounding half ashamed, "The more I thought
about it, the more I kept thinking that having sex with something other
than my vibrator and yet not having to worry about a relationship sounded
so good.  I guess that it would be a "friends with benefits" thing that I
am looking for."
   "Let be blunt.  There is no way that I would do anything without Annie's
knowledge and permission.  I also mean permission freely given, not
coerced. With that said if she gave permission and it did not affect our
marriage, yes I would be happy to help out.  Jacking off two or three times
a day has little appeal to me, but neither does sneaking around cheating."
Then to break the tension I continued, "I always wanted to be a gigolo," I
teased.
   She started laughing with relief that I hadn't taken offence.  I told
her how things were beginning to develop with my consulting work and what
Carolyn had done, calling and telling them to pay the fee before the
negotiations were completed.  Sue was horrified.  She had participated in
negotiations on many occasions and was very familiar with the effect that
Annie's call would have had on any serious negotiation.  She offered to get
me an inside track on meeting with some of the business owners that she
worked with at her part time accounting work.
   My cell phone vibrated a couple times while I was in my meeting but as
was my policy, I didn't answer it.  When I finished with the meeting, I
found that Annie had left a pair of messages asking me to call.  "I talked
to Sue this morning and she is not budging about what she wants from you,"
she told me.
   "I don't know what to do, we need the money but that just isn't right to
do that," she plaintively moaned.
   "That is a problem," I agreed.  "There is also the point that she is
asking for what you don't want," I reminded her.  I continued, "Don't
worry; I'm not going to cheat on you.  If I did that, it would be with your
knowledge and permission.  Maybe we just need to wait for other work to
come along."
   "But I want to quit working so bad," she exclaimed desperately, "Sue
just needs to understand that she needs to give you the work without you
giving her the sex."
   "Listen to your answer," I told her very firmly, "SHE has to give ME the
work so YOU can quit working.  You are forgetting what is called the
"Golden Rule" in business.  He or in this case, she, who has the gold makes
the rules.  What that means is the customer is right.  Making them give you
money for something that they don't want is robbery or theft.  You don't go
in to a restaurant and order a hamburger and then not complain if they were
to tell you that you had to pay for a large steak dinner when you only
wanted a snack.  If you are trying to tell Sue how she HAS to spend her
money it won't work." Then in a kind but firm tone I continued, "I suggest
that you quit trying to run the house and trust me to take care of you like
I have done for all these years.  Otherwise you need to accept the results.
I am getting work lined up so I suggest you allow me to deal with this.  It
has only been a little over 90 days since I got laid off.  We could be
using our reserves but you don't want that either."
   We talked a little longer with her asking me to fix things with Sue and
me declining to do so and telling her that she needed to work things out
with her cousin.  She wasn't happy but she began to accept the fact that
she had gotten in over her depth and was going to have to deal with it
herself.  I could have had a little more sympathy and let her know that
money would be coming in as I started working on the contracts I was
signing, but I wanted her to learn to deal with what she knew and let me
deal with my area of expertise.
   Nothing more was said for a couple days.  At noon the third day, I
received a call from Annie telling me that we were going to Sue's for
supper again that night.  I asked no questions, but in my mind it was
evident that they had reached a conclusion of some kind.
   Annie was somewhat tense and Sue was making forced jokes during supper
but there was no animosity that I could detect.  I pretended to think that
there was nothing going on except a friendly family meal.  As we finished
desert I made a comment about walking down to the riverbank while they did
dishes.
   "You stay seated," Annie ordered tensely.  I didn't take offense at her
abnormally sharp manner since I had noticed the underlying tension.
   "OK, since you put it that way, I will have a cup of coffee," I teased
back.
   "I am doing dishes," Annie stated, "You are going to take Sue to the
bedroom and take care of her needs while I am doing them."
   They both were watching my response to that statement.  I just looked
around and shrugged before asking, "I presume that you are going to wash
them several times or are there dishes that need washed that I don't see? I
don't have a short fuse in the bedroom." I waited until they realized that
I was joking and was not going to go postal on them and then continued,
"Why don't you two get some coffee and sit down and we will talk?  We have
some things that need discussed before anything happens."
   When they were seated and settled down, I continued, "Now, start at the
beginning and tell me what is going on, what is expected, and then I will
know what questions to ask."
   They looked at each other waiting on the other to talk.  Annie finally
started after prompting from
   Sue, "We have been talking and I have agreed to let you work for Sue
however you are needed."
   "Including what?" I probed.  I wanted to hear it from her mouth that she
was accepting sex.
   "Whatever." I didn't say anything, just looked at her with a raised
eyebrow.  Finally she choked it out in a whisper, "Making love too if she
asks."
   "Annie, if I had intimate relations with someone other than you, it
would be having sex, not making love.  There is a big difference.  I want
to know what limitations you have placed as far as how often, when, and
anything else." I then looked at Sue, "I want to hear from you what you
expect; how long this is to go on, a week, month, etc.  if you want it
outside of working hours, you and Annie will have to work that out, if you
want bareback or using protection.  In other words, both of you tell me
what you have talked about and what you both expect from me and from each
other."
   When they were done talking, they found that there were things they
hadn't thought of previously and were able to resolve the questions before
they arose and became a problem.  When it was finished, they agreed that on
the two scheduled days a week that I was to work, Annie didn't care if I
was doing work or having sex.  She didn't particularly want to know or
care. On the two or three times a year that she would visit her out of town
family, if Sue wanted me to spend the night while she was gone, that was
fine.  Since pregnancy was not an issue due to being in menopause, they
both agreed that no condom was needed.  The only request that Annie made
was that I shower before coming home if we made love.
   I asked when Sue wanted to start this.  "Tonight is fine," she told me.
"Do you really want to make love with Annie out her having to listen? 
Unless she wants that, I don't think it would be very respectful to her."
   I saw the look of appreciation on Annie's face and the disappointment on
Sue's face.  Annie spoke up, "Sue does Howard's truck still run?" Sue
assured her that it did.  Annie went on, "If he could take it home tonight
when he is finished, then I would go on to town and do my shopping and meet
him at home.  We could bring it back tomorrow."
   Sue gave her a hug and thanked her and then whispered something in her
ear.  I couldn't hear what it was but I could see her blush.  Annie came
and gave me a goodbye kiss and hug and assured me that it was ok with her
what was going to happen.
   After Annie left, Sue came to me and told me, "I want to try all that
stuff that Annie thought was perverted.  Howard was very orthodox in his
sexual outlook so I haven't tried all that much.  Right now, I just want to
get in there and give this a try." She looked at me with a silly grin on
her face and then stated, "Your challenge if you choose to accept it is to
make sure that I am sore by the time I go to bed tonight and walking
pleasantly bowlegged tomorrow." We both laughed and went to the master
bedroom.
   I was no longer a teenager so my endurance was good but my reload time
was longer than it used to be when I was young.  By the time the second
round was finished, I was tired, she was sore and we were both happy.
   "Did you jerk off today?" Sue asked me as we were catching our breath.
   "Yes, after Annie got up and then in the shower," I admitted.
   "Don't do that on my account," Sue told me, "If you want to stop by and
rip off a quickie call or send me a text and if I'm home, stop by that way
I can have more."
   "Annie agreed to two times a week and unless the two of you work
something else out, it won't happen.  There is a huge difference in having
sex with her approval and within her agreed parameters and just dropping by
for a quick piece of ass," I said while patting her rump.  "In our
relationship, that would be cheating and I won't do that.  If she was to
agree to that, it would be a whole different ballgame, no pun intended."
   Sue started apologizing for not thinking about it in that way.  I
assured her that it was not a problem but I wasn't going to allow this
strange turn of events to harm my marriage.  I got up to take a shower and
introduced her to the adventures of showering together.  She had lived in
this house since it was built and had never tried the hand nozzle in a
sexual way.  I gleefully nozzled her to two more climaxed before she plead
with me to stop.
   We set the time for out next work session and after giving her a
friendly goodbye hug I went out to the truck to go home.
   Surprising me more than I could have ever imagined, Annie not only did
not seem to be bothered by this situation, but after the first couple
weeks, started asking me how much of my work day was sex and how much was
actual working.  I told her that I did not discuss our love life with Sue
and out of respect for Sue unless Sue agreed, I would not give details of
Sue's life.  "I will not hide when I am going there and you know what might
happen, but I hold my clients business information in confidence and as far
as I am concerned, sex with her is part of her business."
   I could see that this was a unique way of thinking to her but as she
thought about it she came to the conclusion that it was respectful to all
parties.  She didn't directly ask any additional questions but I could see
that she wondered.  The side effect of her thinking about these questions
was that she for the first time in many years initiated sex regularly.
   Since Sue wanted to experiment, I ordered a couple books and DVD's on
line as well as a couple vibrators and other toys using the credit card
that she had provided for my use.  Since I didn't want to drop her into
porn too deeply at first, I used the old standby The Joy of Sex and a three
video set from Sexual Training Institute oriented for couples to learn
rather from than simply a turn on.
   Suffice it to say, with the three of us 50 and over and all of us
grandparents (her by step-children), you don't want detailed descriptions
of the sex acts.  You don't need to hear about sagging flesh, stretch
marks, surgery scars or any of the other accoutrements of growing older.  I
will tell you that Sue was willing to try everything at least once and the
things she didn't like, she would try again just to make sure that she gave
it a fair chance.
   The work day would generally involve getting to her home and spending an
hour or two in the bedroom and then going to work in the home office. 
After working for several hours, I would finish up with a trip to the
bedroom and then the shower before going home.
   This had been going on for almost 5 months and the two cousins made
plans for a meal.  It was getting close to some holiday and family
commitments.  They had learned that I would not discuss personal details
with each other or make commitments unless we were all together.  It just
saved so many family problems.
   We started eating and Annie couldn't hold it in any longer, "Are you
getting enough sex or is my husband slacking in his duties?" She said it in
a way the Sue knew that it was safe to talk.
   "Oh, my God, do you shove a battery up his butt?  He keeps on going and
going and going and....  Well you get the point.  Does he save any for
you?" Sue retorted.
   "I thought you weren't getting any, the way it is going at home," Annie
told her.  They continued with their ribald banter for a while.
   Finally Sue told Annie what she had wanted.  She had a weekend business
conference that she wanted me to accompany her to and offered to pay for
the three of us to go if Annie wanted to come.  The main need was my
counsel on some items not the sex although that was a possibility.  Sue's
initial offer was to get a suite for herself and one for us.
   "How can we share him if you do that?" Annie asked.  "Get a two bedroom
suite and we can decide who gets him when", she counter offered, surprising
me.  That was what was finalized.
   Annie's suppressed exhibitionistic tendencies were coming to the
surface. The conference went off well; I got a contract signed for the
apartment complex and the interaction between the three of us served to egg
the women on trying to outdoing each other.
   With the complex sold, the work essentially tapered off.  Sue and Annie
had a "girls only" lunch and since my consulting work had picked up so much
her money was nice but not quite so important.  They talked about how Sue
could get laid and not have to pay so much.
   It was resolved that the schedule would be much less structured and that
Sue would check with Annie to see if we had any commitments of either just
us or outside engagements and if not, Sue was free to schedule whenever I
had free time.
   Annie and I both encourage Sue to find her own relationship but right
now, the sharing works out quite well.  The trust issues got addressed
early on and when they both found out that there was respect to both and
commitment to our marriage first of all.
   We have taken vacations together and they have shared me in front of
each other but they have an almost homophobic aversion to female to female
contact so having them together has never happened.  Annie has occasionally
suggested when Sue was visiting at our house that I take Sue up to one of
the guest bedrooms that she has taken to calling Sue's room.
   A side effect of this arrangement is that Annie's competitiveness shows
through and so I have not only gotten more sex from my wife, but she also
has been much more open to try new things.  I finally got the story of how
she got caught masturbating on a picnic table at a local park when she was
still single.  The park attendant told her that he would not call the
police if she would do it again and let him watch.  One summer evening, I
took both of them out to the park and did both of them on the table in the
same area.  This time we had someone to look out for us while the others
were busy.
   All emails are welcome so please let me know how you like this one.
   Simon
  
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