For most of the day before our guest was scheduled to arrive,my wife and I talked about the evening to come.

She was wavering back and forth. It would be exciting...it was too scary...it would make us happy...it would tear us apart...she wanted to...she didn't want to.

It was driving me nuts.

I knew full well that I wanted it to happen. I had wanted it to happen forever.And the more I thought about our choice,Bill,the more I thought he would be perfect. For one thing he was a big fat guy. I couldn't imagine my wife ever deciding to leave me for him.And I never wanted it to be with a best friend,co worker or even casual acquaintance...had to be a one dimensional stranger.And as strange as it sounds, I didn't want him to like me...or me to like him. I finally had to admit to myself that one aspect of watching my wife with another man was the humiliation I would get if he felt smug and superior to me.Like...hey,wimp, I'm fucking your wife.How do you like them apples?Stand aside and watch a real man show you how to screw your prim and proper wife.Had to admit that had a perverted appeal to me.Of course I would never admit that to Lin.She would find it too weird.

We spent most of the day smoking dope,me drinking wine. I took it as a good sign when Lin started getting ready.She showered,fixed her hair,carefully applied her makeup,and finally settled on a button up blouse and jeans.When she had put on the finishing touches,we sat down together for one more joint.She said she needed it because she had taken two extra diet pills and was flying.

At last I heard the sound of a car pull into the carport right behind mine. I reached the door just as Bill knocked on it.

We exchanged greetings and I ushered him in.Lin was looking him over closely. I tried to gauge her expression,but couldn't.

Iintroduced him to my wife and they exchanged how do you dos,then Bill reached into an attaché case he had brought and took out the bogus paperwork.i took it and said I'd look it over later. I asked Bill if he had time to stay and have a drink with us,which of course he accepted.i went to the kitchen and brought back drinks for us all.Bill was seated across from Lin,who was on the couch. I sat next to her.Bill poured on the charm,and he was good at it.Not too much,but just right.He complimented my wife profusely,teasing that she was much too beautiful for me.They made small talk ,mostly between the two of them,for awhile.Then Bill said he couldn't help but notice the scent of marijuana in the air when he came in.He said he had just bought eight grams of Moroccan hash and did we want to try some.We both said yes so he pulled out a little pipe,loaded it and fired up a healthy chunk.Just the aroma was intoxicating.He took a drag,then passed it to me.My toke sent me into a coughing fit,my eyes watering.We all laughed and when I was able I took a smaller hit and managed to keep it in.The stuff was amazing. I felt it in seconds. I was ripped and getting more and more horny.Lin was afraid it would choke her too,so Bill told me to trade places with him and sat on the couch next to my wife.He took a big lungful and gently blew it into Lin's mouth,filtering the harshness but not the effectiveness.She parted her lips and their mouths were only inches apart.They repeated the process a few times and soon we were all totally blitzed. It was going to be an interesting night.