Anxious at work.

It was very difficult concentrating at work with the anxiety of waiting to be between Emma's legs again. From the loud groaning in our bedroom I'm sure that Sam knew that I had enjoyed banging her best friend -- there was no jealousy but encouragement because Emma was more than a best friend, she was practical a sister to Sam so they would share everything with each other, including their husbands. That said, I'm sure she did not mind the idea of being banged by Bill again.

My lunch plan with my coworkers was changed at the last minute when I got a text from Emma (my wife must have given her my cellphone number).

Emma: Hi Michael do U have any plans for lunch?

Me: Just the burger joint around the corner with coworkers.

Emma: How about a quickie? ;)

I stared at my screen. I knew what she meant but for some reason it felt like we were cheating on our spouses by not waiting until after work for both couples to be there.

"Are you ready?" my coworker Steve asked me.

I glanced at the text message on my cellphone again.