Our wives have gone to the movies. They always do on Thursdays. It's become a bit predictable. We - that is, you and I - sometimes go out to a bar in the city and watch Georgina, a beautiful drag artist, very sexy. But tonight we decide to stay in. We have a couple of beers and soon get bored. Until we start talking about sex, which is pretty good fun and somehow inevitable when we get together.
Because I'm a bit loosened up by the alcohol (we've both sunk quite few 'Buddies') I ask you a personal question - whether you've ever imagined your wife going down on another woman. You blush and say, "Sometimes."
I tell you that I think about it a lot, and I even imagine my wife Helen, going down on your wife Sally. I can see it strikes a chord with you too. I ask you if you ever masturbate when you're thinking about it. You grin and sip your beer, avoiding the answer for the moment. Your shyness is both amusing and endearing. I admit to you that I enjoy a good wank at the thought of the girls licking each other out. I tell you that one of my favourite fantasies is your Sally and my Helen, coming back from the movies in the car and pulling over into a quiet spot off the road and... well, you know... getting down to it basically. It really turns me on.
"Me too," you say, blushing some more.
"Fancy watching a porno?" I say.
"Sure, why not?" You always get adventurous after a few beers.
I crack us another couple more Buds and put on a DVD. A work mate has let me borrow this one, but I've not seen it yet. I wanted to watch it when we were together, like tonight, at my house, when we were both fresh to it. It's called 'Any Which Way', but not the Clint Eastwood version where his best friend's an orang-utang.
This one features a couple of high-school sweethearts who visit the girl's aunt and uncle at their big house in the country, little suspecting that they are about to be educated in the pleasures of bi-sex.