Our first time was in Seattle Washington, on my 45th birthday trip. One night, a month or so before-hand, she asked if there was anything special I wanted to do in Seattle for my birthday? Offhandedly, I said “yeah, finally have a threesome with you and another guy . . .” This wasn’t the first time I had expressed a fantasy of sharing her with another guy, preferably someone she found hot. Her reaction was, of course negative. “This again?”
“Alyce, I don’t have a lot of things on my bucket list, there’s swimming with sharks, going to London and Paris and sharing you in a threesome. You asked me what I wanted to do and I told you. I get you aren’t interested, but hey, it’s what I would like . . .” She gave me a dirty look and walked away.
Three days later, after putting the kids to bed, she comes into the bedroom and tells me “I will try this once, and then you can never ask me to do it again. Okay?”