Dump Barry and Lori for the sake of old friends.

"Uh...Steve?" Lisa said.

"Mmyes?" I sighed. It felt so good lying on top of my wife in bed, my spent cock cradled between her pussy lips.

"Couldja roll over?" she asked.

"Uh," I said. I rolled to the side. Wet tracks marked her crotch where our juices had leaked out. "Um. Guess we better change the sheets."

"Just lay a towel down," said Lisa.

I got a towel from the bathroom and put it over the wet spot, and we drifted off to sleep without turning off the light.

Sometime in the wee hours I woke with a throbbing hard-on and an anxious feeling. I had dreamed that Lisa was throwing something at me angrily, and I jolted awake.

"Hummm?" Lisa said. She blinked sleepily at me.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked.

"Not any more," she said. "Are you mad at me?"

"Why?"

"Thinking about Barry's cock?"

"Do you still love me?"

"Yes."

"Then you can think about Barry's cock all you want. It makes me happy when you tell me you're thinking about something sexy."

"Okay," she said.

"Cause if there's something that turns you on, I want to know. And I hope you'll want to know what I like too."

"I KNOW what turns you on," she said, sounding less sleepy and more annoyed.

"So why did I stand up Jill to help you call your ex, Clara to get your car out of impound, and Samantha to pick you up at the train station?" I asked, referring to three big-breasted women I had dated during a period of time when Lisa had mostly been a source of angst and drama.

"Um." she said.

"Because I loved you even before you even gave me a chance, Lisa. I love your fire and your spirit, your get-up-and-go."

She sighed. She was awake, looking at me. She reached over and hugged me. "You're right, Steve," she said. "You believed in me."

I hugged her tightly. "I did, and I do."

She giggled. "You're hard again!"

"Down girl," I said. "I was an idiot this evening, and I want to apologize for that."

"You were an idiot," she said. "But I... I mean..." her voice trailed off.

"But you thought about it too when Barry asked?"

She nodded.

"What do you think we should do if they ask again?" I asked my wife.

"Say no. I mean, it's not like it... like it's not kind of exciting, you know," Lisa said. "But I just don't know if we could trust them. The way you said Lori acted with you, it was practically sexual ****. And Barry...well, you know, um, what he said got me thinking. But he wasn't very polite about it. I just don't think we need that kind of people in our life. "

"You're right," I said. "Would you consider it with someone else?"

She blushed in the light of the bedside lamp. "There's someone... Before we came out here, someone else...well, um, the woman of the couple... asked me if you... if we might be open to having sex together. I actually started thinking about it then. I just never thought that it was something that would work."

"Who?" I asked Lisa.

She told me. "And she said he's got a big cock, too!" Lisa said. She laughed, and so did I.

"I never knew!" I said. "All that time we knew them in Indiana, and... wait just a sec!" I scrabbled around on the bedside table and ripped open an envelope that had arrived in the mail the previous day. "Look."

It was a card with a change of address announcement. Our old friends from Indiana had gotten a transfer and were moving in down the street.

Lisa and I looked at each other, searching one another's eyes.

Finally she giggled. "Fate," she said.

"Guess we have to see them for dinner really soon," I said.

"We'll have a lot to talk about," Lisa said. "But first..."

"Yes?"

"You want to put that big pointy thing to use?" She tapped my cock where it was poking her in the side.

"You bet!" I said, though I was wondering how big she really thought I was.

She rolled over on her back and spread her legs. "Stick out your tongue and say aaaaah!"

I laid down a few hundred strokes on Doctor Lisa's clit until she was ready for a happy rematch.

As we drifted off to sleep, I asked. "We gonna call them?"

"Uh-huh," said Lisa. "Mmmmmm....." trailed off into a gentle snore.