I am lying back on the bed, sweaty, a bit out of breath and my thoughts all over the place. Wow is the usual expression I think for these things. My wife is cuddling up to me. “How is my boy?” She asks with a naughty look in her eyes. “I’m very good thank...

How lucky am I? That was the thought going through my head while stroking the particularly smooth and fit thighs of a long time friend while kissing my wife. Not one and the same person I would like to emphasize. I often say that my wife is not only the p...