George, now, ...tell me honestly,did you e ver fuck Anne?. Please, be honest, I won't mind if you did, you know, I'm sure that you know that I'm not a jealous man!'. 'Peter, ...you know,... I really don't want to talk about this,..........but,.... yes, I did,....once!' 'Oh, goodie, I thought that It was likely, Now I want to hear all about it, I want to feel every slither of the foreskin, hear every spurt of cumm, hear every gasp of passion every groan of orgasm. In other words, I want to have been there with you, I loved watching Anne fuck some other guy. You would think that jealousy would ruin your life but that is not so. To behave like that brings you immeasurably together. Create so much trust. She also liked to watch me fuck other women, provided she was there. So, tell me about it, and be as lucid and explicit as possible. I want to be there!' 'Well, it happened just after you two split up. You were in a bit of a state, so I asked her over to talk to her to see if I could help repair whatever was wrong! Well, you know Anne and her fantasy life. I wasn't getting anywhere. She'd brought a bottle of Metaxa and was getting quite drunk......well we both were! She was obviously very unhappy, but I couldn't get any sense out of her. eventually, after several hours of drinking, we were both pretty pickled. She just stood up and removed her dress, it was all she was wearing. She must have planned this. Naked, she took my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. I never did fancy Anne in the normal course of things but now I was so canned I couldn't think to resist She undressed me and pushed me back onto the bed. Then crawling between my legs settled down and started to suck my cock. It'd been some time since I'd had a woman, at least a fortnight, and what with the drink and all, pretty soon I came. She took the cum from her mouth and rubbed it into her tits. She slurred something but obviously wasn't pleased that things had taken such a short turn. I began feeling maudlin and began to feel sorry for her so cuddled up to her, stroked her hair, stroked her hair kissed her forehead saying a thing to try to comfort her, kissed her forehead again, kissed her lips softly then suddenly passionately. Whatever else, Anne knew how to kiss. Suddenly I had a raging hard-on and had to fuck a woman, any woman. I threw her onto her back and thrust my cock straight into her, fucking like crazy for about five minutes, when I came again! She didn't! She just lit a cigarette and gazed into the distance, neither saying a word, When she finished the cigarette she got up, found some tissues and cleaned my cum off herself, dressed and left, saying as she went out, ' If you want to tell Peter about this you may. I shan't say anything!'