The two of them were sitting close together on the couch,and we were all giggling at everything like idiots.Boy were we stoned.Bill started massaging my wife's hands,saying that he was an expert in reflexology.As he manipulated her hands and forearms,Lin sighed blissfully.

"That feels wonderful" she said."if we add on a room could you just move in and do this all the time?"

"Why add a room? I'd rather just stay in your room."

"Or maybe you could bunk with Thom in his bedroom." Bill laughed."No...I don't think that would be near as much fun"

He moved in closer and brushed her lips with his,then turned to me."Thom, I hope you don't mind...I just couldn't resist kissing your gorgeous wife.Blame the hash."

"Bill, I don't mind anything she doesn't.Honey,did you mind that Bill kissed you?"

She smiled shyly."Well...no...I kind of liked it.Yeah,blame the hash."

Hot damn,Now we were getting somewhere.Bill brushed his lips over hers again and said"Lin,you are just so damned good looking.You look even better in person than in your pictures."

Lin frowned,pretending to be puzzled."What pictures? Where did you see pictures of me?"

Bill realized he had fucked up,and tried to stammer some excuse.But my wife was having none of it.

"I'm beginning to see the light now.Thom,you showed him pictures of me and invited him over,didn't you?Behind my back.This was a setup."

Without another word she got up and walked into her bedroom,closing the door behind her.Bill looked stricken.

"Jesus man. I'm sorry. I fucked up.Do you think she's pissed?Maybe I just better go."

I didn't know why Lin had done that,but I felt sure she wasn't pissed.After all,she actually knew that Bill and I had met.And that he had seen her pictures. I had an idea she was pulling a fast one,so I said to Bill "Nah...just give it a minute.She's just ripped.She'll get over it."

Just then her door opened and my wife walked back in.She had changed clothes,and changed her hairdo.it was now swept up,stylish and sexy.And she was now wearing a clingy satin mini robe that I had brought her from Frederick's of Hollywood. It was pink and came down to almost mid-thigh.The robe was open enough at the top to reveal enough cleavage to clearly show that she wasn't wearing a bra.And she was now wearing a pair of white open toed high heels.She looked breathtaking.Both Bill and I were gaping at her.She walked directly in front of the fat man and said "Alright,Bill.Where we're we?"