My last update wasn't exactly the most positive. Annette and I had pretty much resigned ourselves to the fact that we weren't going to be having another threesome for a long, long time. It sucked, since both were very interest in s repeated, and yet it wasn't really all that bad since, hey, we had already had one and we still had each other.
A few weeks ago, I get a text message from Annette, simply saying "Come over." I had nothing else going on so I thought hey, why not? I drive over to her place and knock on the door, only to see her opening it in nothing by a red corset and black stockings. She and I basically sprinted up to the bedroom, and within seconds she was laying down on the bed, my face between her legs and and my pants around my ankles, furiously stroking myself.