Coincidentally there just happened to be a rented photo printer capable of making a thirty-six by forty-eight inch prints of us. She looked like an eleven-year-old all over. Sex I believed her but I still wanted to see my wife pole dance and made a mental note to have one installed in our bedroom. They both know where it had been even though they had never met…until now. The steins had been specially painted to commemorate the big deal that I had just closed. I told her that Michelle was terrific, that Thelma was great, and that she was by far the best of them all. After all everyone had his dick in my wife even if it was just for ten seconds, everyone had seen my wife naked for a few hours, and everyone also had an autographed picture of my wife naked. My wife Louise then replaced Thelma. Louise had showered, fixed her hair and makeup, and had gotten back into her beautiful white evening gown. Swapping men for twenty-four hours was a favorite game for the women. Before I could finish my steak Michelle had grabbed my lobster and ripped its tail off too.
