Years after having had some fun with men other than my husband. All with his blessings of course. I had decided to call time on things. We just went back to having fun together. Sometimes with me telling him stories about how good i got fucked off other men. We had a threesome friend of his for a couple of years. Before he became attached and drifted off. So we relived stories of those evenings. Sex was always fun and regular. We even laughed about the odd failure i had on my nights out. So nearly 30 years on. How do i find myself in a situation where i am. Fantasy is once again about to become reality.