The next day, my cell phone buzzed. I looked at the screen, It was Tim, my barber.
"Hello, Tim. Are you ready for another lesson?"
"No. I waited until my wife asked me again about watching me suck another guy's cock. I told her I had found someone. She fucked me like there was no tomorrow. How about coming to my place next Monday at three?"
My heart had picked up the pace, "Yes, most definitely. What's your address?"
"One thirty Bristol Avenue in Crestview. Single story with a huge front yard. House number's on the mailbox."
"I'll be there. What's your wife's name?"
"Kelly."
"Tell Ms. Kelly to put on something comfy and she can crawl into bed with us and have a ringside seat. She can use her phone to video us if she wants to."
The next five days seemed to crawl by. With each passing day, I was getting more excited about what I imagined lay ahead.
Monday came and I headed to Crestview I got to Tim's house at 12:55. I rang the doorbell.
Kelly answered the door, wearing a robe belted around her waist. "You must be Rod. You're a dear for doing this for me. I should have demanded it thirty years ago when we were more agile and fit."
"It's water under the bridge, no sense crying about it. Where is my favorite barber?"
"Just follow me, Rod."
She led the way. I was watching the sway of her ass under the robe.
She opened the door, and there lay Tim, naked as a jaybird. His cock was about half hard. She unbelted her robe and pulled it off. She was wearing a black teddy, "Go ahead and take off your clothes, and let's get the party started."
In less than thirty seconds I was standing there naked,
Kelly patted the bed. "Come on, it's a king-sized bed. It'll hold all of us."
"You're the director. What would you like to see first?"
"Why don't you tea-bag him?"