It was just about a month after our three-way with Fred that we met them both at a function at the Yacht Club.
Now I have to say this, so you know. Freddy had a heart attack a week after our three-way. Gail was only home for three days from Florida. It wasn’t a big one and he was only in the hospital for two days. He was fine and Gail was a wreck. I never saw anyone dote over someone, like Gail over Fred. She wanted to spoon-feed him and, he wanted to have a party on his boat.
At the Yacht Club that night, we started at the bar. There were only two seats, so you girls occupied those while Fred and I went to find an empty table.
The place was packed, but we were lucky enough to find one, right across the dance floor from you both, and we sat down and ordered a drink.
“So, how are you feeling now?”
“Great, now. I never expected to have a heart attack. I guess it’s letting me know that I better have fun while I’m here, because I may not be tomorrow.”
“Well, I know one person that’s looking forward to having some of your fun.”
I pointed to the bar where Gail and you were sitting. You were both sitting sideways to the bar facing each other with your legs crossed. I wished then that I had my camera with me.
Both of you wore stockings, and both were showing bare skin. The only difference was that you had on thigh-high and Gail had a garter belt. When I noticed the strap running down her leg, I asked Fred,
“Since when does Gail wear a garter belt?”
“When she wears a dress with a high slit on the side, she likes the looks. So do I.”
“So do we,” I countered.
You both didn’t seem to care or notice the men staring at you as they walked by. We both looked as a man stopped and tried to get a conversation going with them. You quickly brushed him off.
Gail happened to glance over and when she saw us sitting there, she put her hand on your thigh above your stocking, said something to you, and they got up to join us.
You sat down next to me, while Gail sat on Fred’s lap. The way she was sitting allowed me to see her lace panties.
I said, “Nice view.”
She looked down but didn’t move, “Thank you. Hope you enjoy.”
She continued, “We were talking about that night Fred was with you and Terry. I think I need to work on my blowjob. He told me that she has quite the technique. She’s going to show me what that is when we get together next weekend.”
So, I guess you girls made it official. The four of us were going to get together, and I guess you were okay with it.
When we were home and in bed, we talked about what might happen next weekend.
“Well, you seem more comfortable with getting together.”
“I’m still a little nervous, but when I think about all the things that could happen, I get so fucking horny. Just like I am now. Listen, can we talk about it tomorrow morning over coffee? Right now, I need you to fuck me real hard, and you don’t have to be gentle with me.”
When I lay down, I noticed the restraints that were attached to the bed. You just smiled and put your arms out. I attached these to the four legs of the bed, and when they’re not used, they hide under the mattress so the kids don’t see them. You wanted me to use them. I wrapped the Velcro cuffs on your wrists but left your legs free. All you wore were your stockings and high heels. Don’t ask me why high heels in bed. I like the looks.
I spent the next few minutes kissing your face and neck. You started to moan and test the bonds that held you from wrapping your arms around me.
I kissed my way down to your beautiful breasts and gently kissed each nipple. I loved the way you pulled back when my lips touched your nipple. You thought I was going to bite it. Then I sucked it gently. After a while, I moved and straddled your waist. I kissed you before sitting up. My hard cock was laying on your stomach, pointing up between your tits.
I took hold of both your nipples and you suddenly stopped moving. I just waited a minute looking into your eyes. Your face went expressionless, and your eyes locked on mine. You knew.
I waited before applying pressure. Our eye’s never left each other. I increased the pressure slowly and watched your face. A twitch now and then. More pressure and you started to grunt, and your face started changing. More pressure and your face told me It was hurting, but your eyes told me to keep going. More pressure and even more expression of pain, but your eyes. More pressure and then you lifted your head, groaning through your teeth. The eyes. Never leaving mine.
Then you broke. Your eyes closed and your head bent back. You arched your back. Your mouth opened wide, and you yelled as loud as you could… “NOOWWWW!!”
I quickly let your nipples go, and as the blood rushed back into them, all hell broke loose. You started cumming. Thrashing around, pulling hard at the restraints. You kicked me in the back with your knees and damn near bucked me off. Then came the next phase.
“You bastard… you-son-of-a-bitch… you prick… you, you, you… COCKSUCKER!!
I grabbed your boobs and squeezed. “Ohh, a new name. Must have been a good one.”
You looked at me still breathing hard. “God, that was something else. I just couldn’t hold out any longer. The pain was so intense, and when you let them go? I’m sorry about the name, but you know I’m not responsible for what I say, now let me loose. I have to change the sheets. I hate to fuck with my back wet.”
It ended up with me, not you, on my back where it was wet. You decided to ride me hard and put me away wet. I’ll let you figure that one out.
I love it when you rock back and forth masturbating with my cock. It’s not even in you, but you get off intensely doing it. Ever pay attention to a woman’s face as she masturbates? Amazing! Sorry, I’m rambling.
I woke up before you did and got up to take care of my morning hard-on. When I got back, you were just waking up.
“I would have taken care of that for you,” you said stretching.
“What did you want to do, hold it and aim it? I didn’t think you were into water sports.”
“Should have asked me about that last night,” as you rolled out of bed.
“You’re interested in that?” I asked, scratching my balls.
“The thought has crossed my mind. I’ll tell you about what Fred and I did.” This Fred was her first husband and father to the kids.
“Whatever it is, does it turn you on?”
“You have to be in the mood, but if you are, yes, it’s a big turn-on for me.”
“Okay,” I said drawing it out. “I’m hungry.” I changed the subject.
We fixed some breakfast and I noticed that you didn’t take off your stockings.
“You going to keep those on all day?” I asked noticing that you put on your heels.
“You complaining?” You asked.
“Are you kidding! Just don’t complain when I throw you down, and fuck your brains out, for no apparent reason.”
“Try me,” you said as you walked out of the kitchen. You loved to spend the day nude or like this with just stockings on when the kids were gone. You don’t get to do it very often.
It was later in the afternoon when the phone rang. It was Gail. I was just heading out the door to go to the liquor store and I left wondering about the call. When I got back, I didn’t have to ask.
“Gail called,” you said.
“Okay, and did she speak?” I asked.
“She wanted to make sure that we were coming to their house on Saturday.”
“Don’t let me drag it out of you. Did she say anything else?”
“She said to make sure I wore something sexy.”
“Okay. This is starting to get interesting. Other than your sexy clothes, anything else?”
“One more thing.”
“Damn you girl!!” I said stamping my foot down for effect, “If you keep drawing this out, it’ll be time to leave for their house.”
“She told me that she was looking forward to spending some quality time alone with me.”
“You mean that I’m going to miss out on a good show? I protest.”
“You pervert,” you said.
“I’m a perv? This coming from a future bisexual.”
The rest of the week went by with few problems.
Gail called you in the middle of the week and the next day you went shopping. You came home with full bags and an empty credit card. I didn’t ask what you bought.
On Saturday I made sure that I had a bottle of good wine. About six o’clock, I walked into the bedroom to get dressed and you were putting together a care package consisting of some great-looking lingerie.
“What are you going to wear over there?” I asked, picking through the heap on the bed.
“I already know so get your ass out of the bedroom. Go!”
There was something in the way you said that.
“What’s the matter, baby. Having second thoughts?”
“A little. I’ve never touched another woman before sexually. I’m not sure what to do.”
“Well, I’ve heard that you’re supposed to do what you like to have done to yourself.”
“I know that I like what you do to me when you eat me. I guess I can try to improve on that.”
“Hey, wait a minute. You mean that I’m not doing a good enough job of eating your pussy?”
“Oh, God no. I love what you do to me. I just want to do a good job for Gail. I want her to want me to do it again. Damn, I’m wet now.”
I left the room before you dragged me to bed.
As usual, I was ready about an hour before you were, and I had to nag you to hurry up. When you came out of the bedroom, I got hard immediately.
You had on a dress. Now, first off, you don’t wear dresses very often. Even to work. I’d never seen this one before. It was white, tight, and light. Cut below the navel in the front, and when you turned, you could see the beginning of your ass crack. Black seamed stockings stood out with the white of the dress. It made your slim legs look even longer. The dress had a slit on one side that came well above your stocking tops.
But then when I got closer, there was no mistaking that this dress was almost transparent. I could see your stockings, and there was no mistaking your dark areola’s. After a little scrutiny, I noticed that it was only transparent from a ninety-degree angle. You had to be right in front to see your areola’s. as an engineer, this intrigued me. To make a long paragraph short, you looked fantastic.
We left the house around eight, and it only took a few minutes to get there.
Gail answered the door, I almost fell over backward. She wore a black bustier with garters. They were attached to black stockings that had rhinestones on them. There was a black triangle over her pussy, but I didn’t see it attached to anything. Her tits were on display completely naked. It took everything I had not to jump her.
When she saw you, she said. “You look fucking fantastic. I told you that dress would fit.”
“And what about you!! You look ravishing, but it’s a good thing we’re not going out for dinner.”
Gail took you and they hugged tightly before kissing with open mouths. I didn’t see my wife trying to get away. Then I saw you squeezing one of Gail’s tits. Gail ushered us in and took us to the bar where Freddy was.
We all got a drink and sat down in the living room. Fred complimented my wife on both her looks and the way she was dressed. There was music playing in the background but after a few minutes, Freddy got up and put on a porn movie. You couldn’t help but watch it play on his eighty-inch flat-screen TV.
It didn’t take long for the four of us to be engrossed in the movie. It seemed to be about exactly what we were hoping to do, only the movie had more people. There were six or eight couples, and it looked like they were in a club. It didn’t take long before one of the couples just started to get into it. He started kissing her and before you knew it, he had her dress off, and before long everyone was going at it. The girls in garter belts and stockings. You can almost tell what the script is. ‘She goes down on him, he goes down on her, and then they fuck. He fucks her in the cunt, and then he puts it in her ass. Then at the end, he either comes on her body somewhere or in her face.’ So predictable. The good thing about this movie was what the girls were wearing and that they were good-looking. I don’t like big boobs, well at least not bigger than yours, and none of the girls had them.
I looked over and watched Gail who had Fred’s cock out of his pants and was slowly stroking it. That was all it took, and you did the same thing to me.
The movie ended and Gail got up and asked you if you would help her in the kitchen. I watched as the two of you walked out of the room and the sight was enough to give the Pope a hard-on.
“Your wife is a very beautiful lady.”
“Thanks, Fred. I think I’ll keep her. Ahh, when Gail answered the door, I almost jumped her right there.”
Freddy laughed, “Yeah, she couldn’t decide whether or not to wear that outfit. She told me that she didn’t want to look too eager. I told her what the fuck do you think they’re coming here for.” You gotta love Freddy.
“I’m looking forward to getting a little Gail,” I said with a wink.
“Well, you won’t have to ask her twice. Gail was telling me that she thinks Terry is submissive. Is she right?”
I didn’t expect that question, “Let’s just say that she makes her own decisions outside the bedroom.”
“Sorry for asking but Gail is, and she puts on a good front for being this open, free woman, but when it comes to sex, she does whatever I ask. It sounds like Terry is the same.”
“Just between us, Fred. When I met her, or should I say when she picked me up, I saw a woman just begging for someone to teach her. She wanted to learn why she was always thinking about sex and wanted to do things that she read or saw but was afraid to and didn’t know-how. She came right out about a month after we met and told me she wanted to live out her fantasies with me. When I asked her what her fantasies were, she spent an hour telling me. almost every one of them had to do about sex. I asked her what she would be willing to do for me if I taught her. She said… anything. She meant it.
“Please don’t think that she’s Gail. Don’t tell her to do anything. Ask her if it’s alright with her. I’ll do the same with Gail.”
I told Fred, “When we started these ‘sexual adventures’ as we call them, I told her that I would never do anything to hurt her in any way, and if she was absolutely against anything, then we wouldn’t do it. So far, there hasn’t been anything that we’ve done that she’s said no to. She brings up an idea, and then she says she couldn’t possibly do it. Like tonight, I’ll bet you your boat against mine that she ends up having a wild time. She already knows what you’re like. Tonight, it’s all about two women. If that goes well, then you may have overnight guests.”
He had to get it out, “That’s ok with me as long as your wife is in my bed.”
The girls came back with some snacks. Your blouse was completely undone to your waist and when you sat down next to me, I looked down and noticed that your bra was gone. I waited until Gail went to Fred.
“Where’s your bra?”
“I think it’s in the dishwasher. At least it will be clean.”
“Looks like you got taken advantage of in the kitchen,” I said.
“Yeah. Seems that Gail can’t keep her hands or mouth off me.”
“And you just hate it,” I said patting you on the back.”
“After two orgasms! Yeah, I hate it. I love the attention, but I don’t want it to be all from the same sex,” you said as you grabbed my hard cock through my pants.
The four of us meandered around the dining room table picking at the snacks but mostly looking over each other. My mind was racing with visions of what could happen.
Gail got up and started walking, “It’s time we got the show going. Terry, let’s go to my bedroom.”
We went to the bar to make sure that our drinks were topped off, and then sat down to watch another porn movie. We were just getting into the movie when Gail came out and announced that they would be out shortly. I noticed that she was wearing a long-to-the-floor robe that zipped up the front. We went back to watching the movie and I wondered what was going to happen.
We sat there sipping our drinks when the girls came out. They both had on the long robes. They both came and stood in front of us and Gail said, “I know you don’t need anything to get you going but we know how much men like to see two women together.
With that said, Gail turned to you and with a nod, you both let the robes drop to the floor. You both were dressed somewhat the same in thigh-highs, bikini panties, and half-cup bras, but yours was white and Gail was in black.
“Feel free to make yourselves more comfortable,” Gail said and turned to put her hands on your tits. Both Fred and I stood up at the same time and started to take our clothes off. While we were doing this, I couldn’t take my eyes off both of you. Gail reached up and taking your face in her hands gave you what looked like a very wet tongue kiss.
When we were both naked, Gail asked Fred to sit next to me on the couch. Like a choreographed dance, the two women positioned themselves between our legs, knelt, and taking our hard cocks in hand, proceeded to give us blowjobs.
Now, you’re either a visual person or not. Most people that indulge in sex, are visual. If you have a partner that demands you do it in the dark, then you either use a blindfold or have a problem.
Now I have to tell you, we were close, physically close. Fred and my knees were touching. I found out why Gail put us so close together when I saw their hands. They were both playing with each other’s tits and running them up and down backs.
I didn’t know whether to relax, close my eyes, and enjoy or to keep watching the action. I chose to watch. I’m visual. I made the right choice as the two women stood up and changed places. Now Gail was sucking my cock, and the first thing I noticed was that she used more suction. There I go being an engineer again. I had a different feeling and I attributed that to my cock being in another woman’s mouth.
I looked over at you and watched as you sucked on Fred. For some reason, watching you do it to another person seemed different than watching you do it to me. I felt good. Proud to be your husband.
I came back to reality when you both switched again. When you took me into your mouth again, I knew I was going to lose it soon.
“Oh, fuck! I’m going to cum!”
I took hold of your head, and keeping it steady, proceeded to lift my hips up and down, fucking your face. I didn’t think there was a chance in hell of both Fred and I coming at the same time, and I was right.
There was no way I was going to hold off any longer. For some reason, my orgasm started at my toes and rapidly worked its way up through my balls, and out my cock, picking up some semen on the way.
“Fuck! Take it! Keep sucking me!”
It seemed like I was never going to stop. When I did, I noticed that I had a death grip on your head. I had forced you to take me deep. You just looked up at me with your face red as if to say, ‘I can’t breathe let me go.’ But you never did, and you would have let me hold you there until you passed out.
Freddy had a little more left in him and held off for another couple of minutes before he came into Gail’s mouth.
Now, I don’t know exactly what happened next. I can’t get a straight answer to this day from either of you. You stood up, embraced each other, and kissed. It lasted a long time, and in between the moans, there seem to be some swallowing going on. We never found out if you were doing an exchange of semen. Whether or not that was happening, it was a very erotic sight. When you broke for air, you looked at me and smiled.
You both stood there for a minute or so, letting Fred and I soak in the view. Then you both went into the den and laid down on the thick rug in front of the fireplace. Fred and I got up and followed you, and sat in chairs facing you not four feet away. Gail reached out and felt your breasts and then took both your nipples between her thumb and first fingers, and started to pull and twist them. You sat there with your arms behind your back and as Gail increased the pressure on your nipples, the pain showed in your face. I’m not sure how Gail knew that you loved having your nipples pinched, but figured she must have asked you what turned you on the most, and you told her about your sensitive nipples.
“Cum for us, Terry,” Gail said as she pulled them straight out.
You opened your mouth but for a few seconds, nothing came out, and then, you were coming. It was as if you were waiting for permission to cum, and I knew that either you told Gail more about your inner self, or Gail figured it out that you were submissive when it came to sex. I glanced over to Fred and saw that he was stroking his cock, enjoying what was taking place.
Gail let go of your nipples and then took one in her mouth.
This surprised you and with a squeak, you opened your eyes and grabbed your head with both hands. You pulled her into your chest and let out a yelp. I can only guess that Gail had just sunk her teeth into your nipple.
This breast play went on for a while with you getting even, and then Gail tried to push you onto your back. You didn’t want to have anything to do with that and countered with your own push.
“Oh, no you don’t. It’s my turn to take the lead.”
I watched as you pushed Gail back. You straddled her waist and held her arms above her head.
“I’m going to suck your pussy. I’ve never done it before, but something is telling me to give you as much pleasure as I can. You can tell me if you like it by letting me know when you cum.”
And with that, you kissed your way rapidly down till your face was six inches from her bald pussy. Gail’s head was on a pillow and she lifted and spread her legs more.
Then I knew everything was alright when you said, “Get your hands down here. I want you to spread yourself wide open for me. I want to lick up as much of your fluid as I can.”
Gail did what she was told, and she reached down and used the first two fingers of each hand to spread herself wide open. I think I came.
“Oh, fuck, Terry!! I’m so fucking turned on right now. I want you to eat me, suck my pussy. Don’t forget my clit. Oh, God, do I need to cum.”
I turned my attention back to my wife just as you leaned in quickly and planted a tongue swipe from her asshole to her clit.
“Oh, fuck… Oh, fuck. Oh, I’m cumming!!”
Gail spasmed. With no sound, she went stiff as a board, arched her back with her heels firmly planted on the bed, and then… she squirted.
You quickly pulled your face out of Gail’s pussy. Your face was covered with Gail’s fluid. You had it dripping off your nose. I couldn’t help but laugh, and then Fred laughed. You looked at us and you started laughing.
Then we all just looked at Gail.
“WHAT! What did you expect? That orgasm made my top-ten list. She ate me better than anyone’s ever had. That includes you, my husband! You too, Chuck. You’ll get your chance to try a little later.”
When the two women regained their composure, Gail had to do a little cleanup and you had to do the same on your face and elsewhere.
Ten or twenty minutes later, you walked out looking a ton better than when you walked in. A new pair of thigh highs. Wide lace top. These came up so the top of the lace was just below your pussy lips. I love it when they are high.
After we had a couple of beers and wine, we retired to the living room and watched another video. There were two sofas, and each couple took one. You and Fred on one, and Gail and myself on the other.
It was about fifteen minutes later of foreplay and I had Gail building to an orgasm when you blurted out, “If Chuck and Gail let me, I would like to have our husbands fuck me… together.”
That one caught me by surprise. I didn’t know that you even thought about doing that. I tried to do anal once, and you told me that if I ever tried that again, I would never see you again.
I said, “Are you sure, babe? I thought you hated anal sex.”
“I know, but Gail’s been telling me how wonderful it is, and now I want to try it, to feel it. You know I want to feel everything.”
I couldn’t take that away from you. I told you it was fine with me. Gail said the same. Then Gail went to get the KY. When she was gone and you were sitting and thinking, Fred and I talked about who was going to be where.
I said, “I’ll flip you for it.”
“You and your fucking flipping or flipping fucking,” he was scratching his head. So I decided.
“You’re in the back. I want to be able to look in her eyes and hold her head.”
Gail came back and went to you. She held you and said something. Then both of you were laughing your asses off. I wasn’t going to ask.
You came over to us and put your hands out. We each took one and you led us to the thick rug in the middle of the room. You lay down in the center and had us lie on each side.
You turned on your side facing me and leaning in, you whispered, “I need your permission to do this. I want this but won’t do it unless you tell me to.”
I didn’t hesitate, “Fred and I are going to fuck you together. I want to feel his cock fucking your ass.”
We both started kissing you on both sides. It didn’t take long before you were letting us know how we were doing.
“Oh, fuck yes, yes… Don’t stop! Please! You’re making me cum!”
And you did cum. We worked our way down to your navel in unison and then split up. I went back up and you kissed me hard. I knew you were as hot as you could get.
I rolled over onto my back and you knew what was next. You got on me and said.
“Wait… I want to do something.”
I wondered till you straddled my cock and started to rock back and forth rubbing your clit right on it. My cock wasn’t in you at all.
You got into this right away and started going faster. Your eyes were shut, and your mouth was half-open when you came. Head back. You stopped dead and scream, loudly.
You collapsed on my chest and after you caught your breath, you reached under yourself and placed my cock at the entrance to your pussy and just slid back on my stomach until I was in you to the hilt. You were so wet that I didn’t even feel it going in.
You slid back and forth and then you sat up and put your hands on my chest, rode me. I’ve never seen you look like you did then. You were in another dimension.
Then you came down on me. Tits to tits and kissed me hard.
“I love you so much! Promise me you’ll never leave me?”
“Why would you say that! You know I would never do that!”
“I never get tired of hearing it. Are you mad for me wanting this?”
“Stop it! Enough talk like that. If you don’t stop, I’ll make you get dressed.”
“Ohh, No. Not that!”
“Chuck, look at them.”
I guess Fred felt left out when you and I started going at it. They were in the classic sixty-nine. Gail was enjoying the tonguing she was getting, and Fred looked like he was going to unload in her mouth any minute, but Gail knew what he had to do to you, so they stopped.
We locked lips again and you started moving on me slowly. I glanced over to see Gail applying KY to Fred’s cock.
You slowly fucked yourself on me and you were coming up to another wonderful orgasm. You were in the middle of it when Freddy got behind you. Your eyes must have been closed because you jumped a little when Fred hit your leg with his.
You looked back at Fred and then looked right at me. I saw a slight smile come across your face as he placed the head of his cock at your asshole. You put your head down on my chest and waited. Nobody moved.
Fred was a gentleman and went slowly at first. Gail must have lubed your ass and gave you good instructions. When he pushed the head in, you raised your head and there was the squinted face of pain.
Then you grit your teeth and pushed back just when Freddy was pushing in.
“Ohh, FUCK!! It hurts so good! Do it, Freddy. Fuck my ass!!”
He bottomed out and held himself there. We both stopped moving and let you get used to us. After a minute you said, “Alright, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Both of you.”
Over the next few minutes, we established a rhythm. You started to moan non-stop and were moving back and forth with us. It felt funny to feel Freddy’s cock through the thin wall.
“I can’t believe how fucking good it feels! I feel it coming! Fuck me faster, harder.”
Then something broke the mood that we had going. A loud wail and cry. We turned to see Gail sitting on a chair with her legs over the arms of it. She had both hands working on her pussy. She was cumming hard.
You screamed out, “Cum in me!! I want you to both to cum in me.”
I knew that I couldn’t last much longer, and I didn’t care about Freddy. You started moving again and we followed right along. Then you said three words.
“Push me over!!”
I was right on the edge and when I started to cum, I pinched your nipples… hard and Freddy took hold of your hair and pulled your head back quickly.
You let out a blood-curdling scream that could wake the dead.
“OHH, FUUCCCKKK!! Don’t stop! Oh God, oh God. It feels sooo…”
I guess the feeling was just too intense, and you fainted. You collapsed on me with dead weight and took Freddy along with you.
Fred realized what happened and rolled away quickly. I held you and made sure you were breathing ok. You were out for only about a minute. You came to slowly and still not moving said, “What happened?
“I couldn’t tell if it was pain or orgasm,” you later told me that somehow, right when you thought you couldn’t possibly take any more pain, you came and the pain got taken over and added to the pleasure of cumming. You said the pain makes your orgasms twice as powerful.
You looked over and Fred was just lying there.
“You didn’t cum, Freddy. You all right?”
“Yeah, your ass was just too much. I wanted to stay in there all night.”
We got ourselves in order and went to the bar for a drink and pick at the munchies. Fred went to the bathroom, and Gail got up and followed him. She came back a few minutes later and said, “He’s not feeling like himself. He says it’s because Terry’s ass took everything out of him. I’m not buying it.”
We talked to Gail and thought it best if we left. We dressed, and you and Gail talked a while. As we were leaving, Fred walked out to say he was sorry he wasn’t feeling well but he did feel a little better now. We got home and I spent the rest of the night asking you how you felt and if you regretted anything you did.
“I loved every minute. That is after I got over worrying that you were ashamed of me. Can we get together again next weekend? Gail feels cheated because she didn’t get double-teamed.”
It was three days later that Gail called in the morning. You answered it. Gail had just got home from the hospital.
“Fred had a massive heart attack last night in his sleep. He never woke up.”
You burst into tears and ran out of the house and took off in your car. I picked the phone up off the floor. Gail told me what happened.
“Are you alright? Do you need anything?”
“Well, if you wouldn’t mind, would you make sure the boat is alright?”
“No problem. I’ll take care of it. Don’t you worry.”
“That’s great. Where’s your wife? I was talking to her and then nothing.”
“I think she’s on her way over to your house.”
“Why is Terry coming over here? She can’t do anything.”
“I know, but when she gets there, please dress her. She ran out of the house in her shorty nightgown.”
That got a big laugh from Gail. Even though Gail explained to you that he had a heart condition and knew he could have an attack any time, You thought you contributed to his attacks because you had sex with him just days before he had both attacks. You took it harder than Gail did.
When everything was settled about Fred, it turned out that he had life insurance that left Gail fairly well off. She gave me his boat even though I told her to sell it. I sold mine and I have his. I kept the boat’s name. “Miss Gail”
Gail moved to Florida about a month later to be with her mother and sister. We lost contact with her until her sister called me one day in July of 2017, and told me that she passed away. She was sixty-eight. I didn’t tell you because you were having a hard time with your diabetes then, and I knew that if I told you, it would throw your sugar way out of whack.
Everything in this story is true. If I could remember word for word, It would make writing it, much easier. I’m just sharing the adventures we had back in the 80s and early 90s. Some good, and some not-so-good. Shit happens. You try to make the best of the bad things. Stay tuned.