I picked Paul up at the airport. It was early summer and he had come back from a quick work trip. Kim was still studying abroad. His flight had gone well, but the traffic was terrible. We’d already been stuck on the bridge for twenty minutes and it looked like we had a lot longer to wait. The conversation was light. Mostly how much we both hated the Star Wars prequels.
“So. Last month?” He suddenly asked. [Last month](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tzev6c/mutual_masturbation_fm/) with the urging of his fiancé Kim, Paul had shared a mutual masturbation session with my wife, Anne. Kim had been worried that their long separation would drive Paul into the arms of another woman. This was her way of reaching out to him over the distance. After the one night we’d never discussed it again. You’d think it would be awkward, but it hadn’t been. The next time we spoke we just talked about other things. We just never returned to the topic.
“Yes.” I kept my answer simple. I wasn’t sure where this was going and didn’t want to start out on the wrong foot. He turned to me and took on a serious tone.