I Never Did Like Men Using Foreign Words

As a newly wed and new to town where my husband worked I was starved for friends. At work my husband had a female coworker he thought the world of. He introduced me to her, and of course her to me, by taking us to a ball game. She sat between us and focused her attention on me, he watched the game, ran up and down bringing us drinks and goods to eat. We became friends at that game.

We found that we liked to bake, and bake we did. The closeness we felt was genuine, and when the day came that my husband said he was tired of her being at the house with me, of us going shopping, taking classes together and he was left out. 'I like her too', he said. What happened next was probably predictable, but it had frankly never crossed my mind.

He declared that enough is enough. With that he wanted a 'menage a troi', we had no idea what that was. He stood looking down at us, and we sat looking up at him, 'I want you both' he said. 'At the same time', and we think we heard him say 'now'. Her little white butt, so cute and small, her little tits, barely the size of my fist, she looked more like a naked boy except she was all girl between her legs. I was quick to tell him not to get her pregnant. He turned her over and put her face down and drilled her while she squealed and squeaked like a mouse. He drilled her right in her butt.

I hugged her and held her, I told him he shouldn't have done that. But he did, what was done was done and now she was his, he might as well have married her. She was as good as married if you asked me. Menage a troi my foot. He screwed her little butt, that's what he did.

We slept together and in the morning we made him French toast and bacon. While he drank his coffee I went and got my deceased mother's wedding band and put it on her finger to wear it. Menage a troi means one thing, he's married to me and he's married to her, poor baby, I'm glad all I did was walk down the isle.