Meeting Gina

Later that evening the doorbell rings and your wife lets Gina into your home. Gina is tall and blonde, wearing a blue blouse with a midlength skirt wrapped around her muscular legs. Your wife embraces her and you walk up to greet her. She rather forcefully pulls you in for a kiss on the cheek. Gina produces a bottle of wine and you take it from her and place it on the counter. Your wife takes Gina by the hand and leads her to the table. You uncork the bottle of wine.

Time passes and you've finished dinner, and a couple bottles of red. You are quite drunk, and from the looks of it so is your wife and Gina. Your inebriation loosens your tongue and you interrupt Gina to say:

"I heard you guys talking about me. Talking about what I did last night." You turn to looks at your wife. "Why were you telling Gina about it?"

Gina speaks instead. "I was the one who gave her the idea. She told me that you were having trouble... performing so I suggested she try something."

You begin to protest but she talks over you.

"Don't be mad! Didn't you like it? Didn't it feel good?"