A few weeks back I got an IG message from an old buddy saying he’d be in town, did I want to grab a beer and catch up? Sure do I replied and we agreed to meet at a local pub.
Tony arrives, looking identical as to what I can remember. He and I were good buddies in high school and college. He was well connected in all social circles and you either loved the guy or hated him.
A few beers and a bucket of wings later and he asks about my wife, A. Bit of a history here since he was our first third in a MFM. He and I have enough depth to our friendship that before long we’re talking married life, sex and trying to juggle kids and your own lives.
He asks if our MFM ever comes up? I respond that it does actually, it’s become one of our favourite fantasies that we fuck to. We often describe that experience from our own perspective to the other person. Tony laughs and says it’s one of his favourite things to jerk off to.