Last September my wife gets an E-mail from one of her college friends. "I am coming to town for the weekend of October 27th." My wife Wendy picks up the phone and calls her friend Edith.
"Hi -- Edith."
"Hi."
"When will you arrive?"
"My train should arrive on Friday the 26th at about 9:00 p.m."
"Will you be too tired from you 8 hour train ride to go out and have a beer?"
"Of course not."
"I will pick you up at the train and we'll go have a couple of drinks."
I ask my wife since they haven't seen each other in a very long time told her that I would drive them and get them so they could drink as much as they want and have no problems coming home. All that week all I could think of is having two drink women in the house and how I could get the two on them in bed with me.
A week before her high school friend arrives my wife says to me "I was talking with Edith and we think you could drive us be since we plan to stay out very late we'll take a cab home".
Right there and then my mind starts trying to fix this problem because I could see that my night with these two women was fading very fast.
On that night I call the train station to find out if Edith's train was late or not, no one could tell me "security reasons". So I turned to my friend the internet and find out that the train will be 45 minutes late.
"Your friend will be here 45 minutes late, don't you think that it is late to go out to drink, I can go get what you want to drink" I think my night of a threesome is back on track.
"Edith told me that as long as she is sitting in a bar by 11:00 everything is fine."
There goes my threesome this time for good.
At 9:30 we get in the car and leave to go and meet with this old high school friend. With me in a bad mood and my wife all excited at seeing her friend. As we put up in front of the station we see Edith waiting for us, the car was not stopped and my wife has the car door open ready to jump out. The two of them hug and kiss and get in the car.
"Bring up to the BUGS!" my wife says with and directive voice.
As we get to the bar in question I get another order "go home and bring in Edith's bas and put them in the guest room, don't wait up we'll that a cab home."
I leave for home and stop to get some wine for me as I will be drinking alone and won't have to drive to get my wife and her friend.
As I unlock the front door the phone rings. I look on the caller ID and notice that I don't know that number so I don't answer and start drinking. As I fell asleep on the couch the phone rings again I look at the clock and its a little pass midnight I also notice that it's my wife calling.
"Hi love, come and get us we're at the Maurice night club."
"What are you doing there I left you off at the BUGS."
"It was boring there and we changed bars, I tried to call you before but you didn't answer the phone."
"Stay there I'll be there in about 30 minutes."
I clear my head take a drink on coke and off I go to get them. And my stupid mind starts up again with planning on having a threesome.
On the way home it was very quiet in the car, but not wanting to screw up anything I keep quiet until we get home and I am alone with my wife. "What was that in the car?"
"Edith misses her husband, he has been gone to Afghanistan for 9 months, she started to cry in the bar that's why I called you to come and get us"
"Where is she now? " -- I ask
"I told her to go to bed when we got here and we would talk in the morning."
My wife and I sat on in the living room and took a drink before heading to bed.
As we finish our drinks and are about to go to bed Edith came out of her room and sat on the couch with us. She was wearing a man's shirt with only a couple of buttons tied which left nothing much for the imagination.
"Where's my drink."