In the days after the threesome with my friend, we had non-stop sex every morning and night. A little bit before going to work and a lot of it after. I don’t think we fucked so much since getting married, and that whole experience improved our sex lives.
While we had sex one night, I decided to ask some questions about the night with my friend while in the middle of it. I was curious, not to mention it was a turn-on. Dirty talk is what made our fantasy come to life. It’s what’s driving our sex lives forward.
“So, what did you think of my friend that night?”
“Didn’t you ask this question before?” she moaned.
“Maybe, but I don’t remember the answer.”
“Oh my, he was great. He knows how to fuck.”
“Oh yeah? And I don’t?” I asked.
“I didn’t say that. I said he knows how to fuck.”
“Yeah, you didn’t seem to mind it.”
“He talked dirty to me too when you were passed out,” she giggled.
“Oh yeah? What did he say?”
“He said he loved having me to himself.”
“Greedy fucker.”