Last month my wife and I went to a party given by — acquaintances of her best friend, Maria, who works in the same office she does.

Maria is single and quite attractive. She lives near us and is over quite a bit. She’s certainly not shy in the way she talks about her sex life, which appears to be quite active, or in her manner of dress, which is provocative. With a terrific figure, she wears the shortest possible skirts and most cleavage-revealing tops. Yvonne, my wife, also has a great figure, and after five years together I can tell you she’s no prude, but she isn’t as out front as Maria. Maria warned us the party would be “wild,” and while we didn’t know what that meant, we looked forward to some excitement.

The night of the party I was late getting home from work... Read More