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Robin's reply text wasn't exactly helpful to Xavier. "When the hell will that be?" He asked himself, it seemed like a blow off and his mind immediately went to the two of them together in Wichita. He didn't seriously suspect them of having an affair but that didn't keep his mind from wandering towards the idea of the two of them together. Two very different but incredibly sexy bodies entwined with each other like some sort of lesbian porn video. It wasn't long before he was imagining himself along with them. It was just a silly erotic fantasy of course, not something he would ever expect or want to happen. Who was he kidding, he wanted it, what guy wouldn't, but it was crazy to think it was in the realm of possibilities.

He picked up his phone almost before the tone indicating a text had stopped. Abi rarely texted so he expected it to be Robin but it wasn't. He poured over every word of Abi's text, hoping for consolation and assurance. She was coming home, that was promising as he could no longer take it for granted. He knew Abi's 'regular time' but no idea when Robin would return. He simply texted back that he loved her and looked forward to seeing her tonight. He even found that emoji thing and sent some hearts her way.

But then he looked back at Robin's text and typed what he had asked himself. "What time will that be?" He was nervous, excited, and frustrated. He hadn't felt this way since he was courting Abigail so many years ago. She still could have that affect on him, but then so did Robin.
 
By the time she had cleaned up and made herself presentable it was time for her class: the honors Ancient Religion and Culture class that Robin was in. She had papers to hand back so after a relaxing cup of tea she grabbed her box with all the papers and the other things she needed for class and headed to the classroom on the first floor. She arrived about 10 minutes before the hour and immediately began to get herself organized.

While she had on more than one occasion gone without panties, even at school and in class, she had not done it recently, certainly not so soon after having sex. Even though she had cleaned herself up she still worried that even the sight of Robin would arouse her and she might begin to drip down her legs. It had happened before, though not in class at this university before. She kept telling herself to ignore them and think about the course material. But the course material for the day was a discussion of Ancient Rite rituals for women - specially the Thesmophoria and the Adonia and the Adonia in particular had a sexual component.

Once the time arrived she called the class to order and began to pass out their papers, walking through the class and handing them back. "On the whole, very well done. I am very pleased and felt that your essays were creative and well thought out. I actually enjoyed reading them very much."

Anna... Paul... Krissy,,, Robin... She handed the paper back and they locked eyes for a moment and she felt the tingle between her legs. She looked away quickly... Maggie...

She threw herself into her lecture for the day and when it was over she felt a certain amount of relief. Once she dismissed the class she sat in the chair as she spoke to a line of students with various questions, all the while wondering if Robin would stick around. Why was it that this young person made her feel so vulnerable and so incredibly aroused? It was not like some of the other students were not also very attractive, but Robin had something special. Something that enveloped her entire body with their presence.
 
Robin had stood there, hidden by a few large bushes, smoking and letting the warm sensation of post-coital relaxation slowly fill their body. They were happy, no, it was more, they were high, high on endorphins and no matter how they just couldn't stop themselves from giggling. And it was all because of Abigail. They closed their eyes and turned their face towards the sun shining down on them and let their mind wander, imagining the possibilities of a threeway with Abigail and Xavier, there were so many and each one more enticing and exciting than the next. There was of course also worry, some of the things Abigail had suggested made them hesitate, like the suggestion of wanting to drink her husbands cum out of their cunt. They couldn't help but imagining that this suggestion would entail Xavier fucking them, ramming his cock deep inside their cunt. It was perhaps a reasonable assumption but one they didn't feel entirely comfortable with. They would have to talk to both of them about it, but first of course they had to get Xavier to agree, and to agree not to include jealousy. The idea was after all to save his marriage, to give them both an opportunity to reconnect sexually and emotionally, or perhaps actually connect deep and true for the first time. They had probably hidden quite a few things from each other over the years, Abigail probably more than Xavier, but that was irrelevant. It was not a case of who was to blame for the decline of their marriage but rather how to mend it. It was after all quite obvious that the two did love each other even if perhaps they didn't really know each others' true selves.

Just as they were about to put out the cigarette Xavier's response came and they simply replied: Soon, and then seeing the time they hurried around the building and made it to class with seconds to spare. They shot Abigail a smile and took their seat t the back of the room. Today's topic would be fertility festivals from Ancient Greece which were entirely celebrated by women. The Adonia especially seemed intriguing as it celebrated female sexuality disguised as a celebration of fertility. It was not difficult for Robin to imagine it as one big free-for-all lesbian orgy. First though they received their papers back, graded and commented.

As they took the paper from Abigail's hand the touched her fingers with their index finger making it seem accidental but it was not. They simply yearned so much to touch their lover that even such a brief small touch was enough. Of course it did nothing to settle the emotions running wild inside them but rather seemed to fuel them. It was almost unbearable to have to hide the way they felt about Abigail and it was probably even worse for Abigail to hide it. She, after all, had more to lose should their relationship become known.

After the lecture Robin lingered in the back while some of the other students talked to Abigail about everything from the comments made on their papers to questions about the lecture. It seemed to drag on forever but Robin persisted. They wanted to be the last to leave the classroom so that they could give Abigail a simple kiss goodbye and make plans for when to meet next.

Finally it was just the two of them and as they made their way towards the door they stopped and closed it before turning to Abigail, looking at her.
"I'm still all wet and fuzzy," they said and closed the distance between them, wrapped one arm around her waist and leaned in for a kiss.
 
Abi looked around - everyone had left. She allowed the kiss and the hug but it made her nervous. "Me too..." she said softly. "Did you enjoy my lecture today?" She giggled, "I suspect you thought that these rituals would be all sex, but alas alas digging up rotten baby pig carcasses and throwing dried up lettuce shoots into the sea is not very sexual. Of course it is all very symbolic of women's status in the ancient world and frankly in ours as well." She paused and smiled, "Maybe I should revise the Adonia and we can come up with our own version." She smiled lewdly. "By the way, did you steal my panties?"she whispered, "I cannot find them anywhere." She lifted her skirt enough to allow Robin a glimpse of her sex. "Still wet. I was worried I would start dripping in class." She blushed.

Finally Abi packed up and said goodbye to Robin. Now her excitement was beginning to turn into nervousness. What in the world did Robin have planned. If he just comes out and reveals their affair Xavier's jealousy will takeover and they won't be able to do anything with it. Could she trust Robin? So far they had proven themselves amazingly resourceful and exceptionally insightful. As she opened her office door, she sighed and resolved just to let things develop as they are going to develop.
 
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Abigail was right. They had thought the ancient rites would be more openly sexual, Sapphic to be more precise, but the lecture had of course not disappointed. There had been quite a bit of symbolical actions taken to allow their mind to drift. As usual Abigail had also managed to actualise many of the rites and their meaning to include the world they both lived in. It was one of the things that fascinated them about Abigail as a teacher, the way she could talk about Ancient Greece and still manage to make a point about current social structures and norms.

A revised version of the Adonia did sound like it could be a lot of fun and even if Robin's mind still drifted towards lesbian orgies they were sure that such rites could be held with just the two of them. They knew a little about the pagan rituals Abigail used to hold in the woods near her home since Abigail had told them about how liberating it was to dance naked and barefoot around a small fire and it was certainly something they were interested in trying.

The mention of Abigail's missing panties provoked a mischievous smile to spread across Robin's face, a smile that only grew at the subtle glimpse of her professor's still wet sex and the clear signs of that wetness having spread down her thighs. They touched their own crotch with the same level of subtlety and winked at her. Next they stuck a hand into their bag and took out the sock that had been stuffed into their boxers when they left their dorm room that morning to suggest that the fake bulge was the missing panties.
"I'm sorry," they said lightly with a playful chuckle.
"I simply couldn't resist. Do you want them back?"

Half an hour later they were on the bus back to Sedgwick, still with Abigail's panties stuffed into their boxers. They took out their phone and texted Xavier that they were maybe ten minutes from their school but that they had no other classes that day and wondered if he wanted to grab some coffee and talk.
 
Xavier kept going back to his phone to make sure he didn't miss a text, even though he knew it had been close enough to hear the entire day. He was just anxious in both a positive and negative way, eager to learn what was going on, but also dreading some possible outcomes. He read the text quickly, then once again more slowly. 'Coffee?' He said to himself, simple but still sort of complicated. It wasn't like the chief of police could be seen just socializing with a 17 year old girl, or boy for that matter, especially when the chief was married and his wife no where about.

He thought about it a bit the responded.
"Meet me at the station.
How do you like your coffee? "

It was a simple enough plan, hiding in plain site. He would call it a career day or something like that. He headed towards the station, stopping for coffee to go and was soon at the station. He set both coffees, on his desk and waited anxiously for them to arrive. He would keep the desk between them, not signs of anything out of the ordinary, but they could talk privately enough, the cameras didn't have sound on them.

He felt more like the prisoner in his own office, waiting to hear the judgement of his wife from a kid he had barely known but was as sexually aroused by as he was anyone since he first married Abigail. This was going to be tough to keep his hands off of them.
 
Pitch black, Robin texted Xavier back and decided to get off the bus at the stop before their school since it would be closer to the sheriff's station.
Tend minutes later they lit a cigarette and walked across the street, turned onto the main street and half a block later put out what was left of the cigarette and checked themselves in the glass door of the convenience store next to the sheriff's station. They ran their fingers through their hair and subtly adjusted their stuffed crotch with a smile. They couldn't help but wonder how Xavier would react if he found out what the bulge was this time. He would probably be shocked at the sight of his wife's panties inside their underwear.

The thought made them giggle a bit as they walked into his office, casually greeting him.
"I've got a proposition for you," they said as they sat down in the visitor's chair at his desk.
There was no point in beating around the bush more than necessary.
"But it will require you being able to control your emotions. Think you can do that?"
They took the mug of coffee as he offered it to them.
"From what I understand from your wife you can get a bit jealous and possessive about her and if you can't let go of that I doubt there is anything that can be done to save your marriage."
They took a sip and looked at him.
 
'Simple enough' he said to himself as he saw her coffee order, he got the same for himself.

"Well you seem in a very good mood, though perhaps the lack of handcuffs agrees with you." He had to admit he was most anxious to hear it but didn't want to betray his desperation so openly, though something told him Robin read him better than he cared to admit. He might have been able to imagine them having an affair with his wife, but he would never have thought they would have the balls to wear his wife's panties as their pretend phallus to come here to his own office. It was the kind of move he might actually admire, assuming he didn't kill them for it.

"A proposition eh, I'm all ears." He listened to their conditions. "I'm a trained professional, I know how to control my emotions." Which was quite true on the law enforcement but not at all true when it came to Abigail. Of course he didn't seem to have those same feelings of jealousy when it came to Robin. Perhaps a lack of a penis or his own sexual attraction to them, somehow they were immune to his suspicions.

"I'm not real sure where this is going, but I can do whatever I need to do to win Abigail's affections back." He said with a determination that was intended to convince himself as much as them. He watched as they sipped their coffee, maybe Robin didn't trigger that jealousy switch in him because he felt much the same way towards them as he did Abigail.

He should probably keep his mouth shut but he couldn't help but express some level of what he was feeling. It was genuine and he wasn't always good at expressing what was in his heart but he did try to always be genuine.

"I'll try my best." He said with a sigh. "But it is probably only fair to warn you, that I could easily feel the same way about you."
 
Robin nodded as they listened to him assuring them that he could do whatever he needed to do to win Abigail back. Still there was uncertainty in his voice as if he wasn't quite as certain as he tried to sound. They crossed one leg over the other and leaned back in the chair holding the mug in both hands. In the end it was his admission that he might easily feel the same way about them as he did about his wife, that convinced them to continue.
"I talked to Abigail before class today. We had lunch together and she told me what went wrong last night. It wasn't that you did anything wrong, quite the opposite in fact."
They smiled and let their words sink in but not long enough for him to say anything.
"You did it a bit too well, followed the instructions I gave you a bit too well and she ... because of what you did orally she ... felt as if it was me."
They stopped and looked up at Xavier, look right into his eyes with a nod. It was not a challenge as much as a confirmation that he had heard them right.
"It just happened, just like it did with you," they added to remind him that Abigail was not the only one in their marriage who had stepped over the boundary of sexual fidelity, and he had only seconds before admitted that there was a strong possibility that he was starting to form strong emotional attachment to them as well, just the same as his wife was.
"We both needed it, she perhaps more than I, and so did you, and that's not entirely irrelevant. I'm sure you would agree that no sex is better than bad sex."
They weren't entirely sure he would agree to that but they had heard it said and read it enough times to have thought about it and realised that in such cases masturbation was the better option. At least that way you could indulge in fantasies in which everything was perfect, where you lover knew every inch of your body, knew every gentle touch, however small, that would send you into a sexual frenzy or cause you the most exquisite pleasure, that would send you spiralling through wave after wave of orgasms.

They shook their head ever so slightly before drifting too far into such fantasies and instead gave Xavier a reassuring smile and wondered if he was starting to see where they were going with it all.
"I don't think either of you have really been truly yourselves towards each other for quite some time, Abigail certainly hasn't let you see the side of her that dance naked in the woods or the side that is attracted to the feminine form, just as you have hidden things from her, fantasies you have not dared tell her about, things you'd like to try that you have thought she would never agree to."
They took a mouthful of coffee and swallowed it down.
"What I propose, and I have already talked to Abigail about this, she agrees on conditions that you can control your jealousy and possessiveness, is that the three of us meet up for a threesome. Perhaps already this weekend."
 
Xavier wasn't bashful after his confession of possibly feeling possessive of Robin. He didn't claim to understand Robin's position on gender very well but he knew he liked what he saw in them. He also knew himself pretty well, he was something of an alpha male and while he knew he had to adjust, he wasn't going to totally change his stripes. He felt Robin read him pretty well and probably knew that. Did they know what they were getting into here? Did he? His confession didn't drive Robin from his presence which was a relief, he really did want to spend more time with them, both to learn and to, well to fuck. But not that wasn't quite the word was it, but did it really matter, it was highly pleasurable, this nonpenatrative sex.

He did blush as Robin explained that they and Abigail had discussed their disastrous sexual encounter over lunch. He got over, his interest piqued as they said he did too well which wasn't at all how Xavier had thought about the evening before.

"You!!??" He sat up straight in his chair at this realization. But it wasn't anger brewing inside of him even as Robin's nod and look confirmed what he had been trying to tell himself didn't happen. But was Abi really cheating on him with Robin? They didn't have a penis so it wasn't like Robin had fucked his wife. In fact, in Xavier's view of the world, he had come much closer to cheating with near intercourse than anything he imagined Robin and Abigail doing together. But maybe that was his own limited view of the world.

"I don't know about no sex." He protested mildly. "But I know I really enjoyed our time together." Though he wanted to enjoy his time with Abigail as well. If only there were a way for the three of them to come to some understanding. And then they said it.

"A threesome!" Xavier nearly spit out his coffee. "Are you putting me on? Abi agreed to this?" He asked, not fully believing what he was hearing. Was it some sort of entrapment, a way of proving his infidelity just prior to her seeing a divorce lawyer.

"And where did you two decide this threesome should take place?" He asked, his mind barely comprehending the possibility, much less the logistics of it.
 
"We didn't yet," Robin said with a bemused smile at Xavier's strong reaction, even though it was sort of expected.
"And yes she did, on the conditions I mentioned. She is afraid that you will get jealous and possessive but if you can control that then I'd even say she is a bit excited about the idea."
Excited enough to let herself get tribbed into a molten mess in her office, they thought to themselves and their smile widened considerably.
They finished the coffee and as they wiped a few lingering drops off of their upper lip with the back of their left thumb they realised that even now, hours later, they still had the scent of Abigail on their fingers. It wasn't a strong scent but it was clearly there.
"I may have a condition or two myself," they said and leaned back in the rather uncomfortable chair.
"There will be no fucking between you and I. No sticking your cock inside me. Not just because I don't feel entirely comfortable with it but because that should be reserved for Abigail. It should be your thing. There are so many other things we can do, as I am sure you remember."
They smiled and then after a breath-long moment of hesitation held out their hand towards him.
"Can you smell her?" they asked and leaned across his desk bringing their hand to his face.
"This is how much the idea of a threesome between the three of us excited her. She was soaking wet even well afterwards. Before I left she showed me that she had been dripping down her thighs all through her lecture. She wants this, trust me."

While Xavier smelled their fingers they then went on to suggest that it could all be set up with him and Abigail inviting them over for dinner on Saturday.
"I could come early, say around four, and we could talk about it while dinner is cooking, setting up some basic rules of engagement. Now tell me Chief Rollins just exactly how hard you are right at this moment."
 
"Holy Fuck", Xavier thought to himself as he listened to Robin rather nonchalantly suggest that they have sex with he and his wife. But damn, what could be better? He asked himself, but then thought about ways it might very well be worse. He eyed Robin in a slightly different way but just for a moment. What would be worse? For he and Abigail to grow apart, for her to directly leave him for another man, or to lose his wife to another woman or girl or a girl who thought themselves a man or boy? In either case Abi would be gone and he would be alone. But weighing that against the idea of both of them, together with him. Xavier might not have been the most sexually adventerous of men, but he knew a good thing when he hard it and was willing to take a risk for a reward. This was one hell of a potential reward.

The little town of Sedgwick Kansas would never understand. He could kiss his retirement gig goodbye and Abi likely her job if anyone found out. But he was like a teenager again, thinking with his dick.

"Of course you do." He replied sarcastically as Robin explained they had some conditions as well. "Have you ever? Been fucked that is?" He said, very grateful the surveillance cameras didn't record sound. Of course no one was interested in the tapes as long as there were no complaints and he could easily make them disappear if necessary. He wanted to fuck them, he couldn't deny it and to have it taken off the table like that made him want it even more. But he knew he was going to have to make some concessions, and he had to admit, they had made him feel pretty fucking good without fucking the day before. "Yea, I remember, it's a deal then, but if you change your mind..." He left the rest unsaid as they would certainly know what he meant.

As they extended their hand he leaned forward as if to take it but then lowered his hand and smelled her fingers. His already considerable arousal spiked, he felt his cock throb almost painfully. Robin explaining how wet his wife had been as they discussed the idea of a threesome. His eyes met theirs, did they have any idea the risk they were taking? If he were as jealous as Abi thought this wouldn't go well for Robin. Of course Xavier had to admit that if Robin packed more than a rolled up sock in their boxer briefs, he would have serious issues with sniffing his wife's cunt on their fingers. But as it was it only built his arousal.

"Saturday!" He said, wondering how in the hell he was going to wait that long. Then they asked him a final question, the one that made him realize there was no way he could wait until Saturday. "Rock hard." He said without even thinking about the answer. "Like my balls are going to burst by Tuesday. Any ideas there?" He asked, thinking he was going to need to get rid of those surveillance tapes even sooner than he might have expected.
 
After saying goodbye to Robin ,Abi returned to her office and tried to work on a couple projects, but it was impossible. She was distracted and aroused. She fretted and wondered how Robin was planning to break this idea to Xavier. She was scared of the prospect that they might tell Xavier about their encounter. She had had other affairs over the years with women, never with men and part of what she enjoyed so much was in part the secrecy. This would open all of that up which would change her relationship with her husband forever - maybe not for the better. The prospect frightened and excited her both in equal parts. A couple times she almost texted Robin to ask what they were going to say and to tell them not to talk to Xavier yet. But what if Robin had already done it? The die maybe cast. Perhaps the officers have already taken the lifeboat and escaped the sinking ship. The allusion to Joseph Conrad's "Lord Jim" amused her momentarily.

She looked at the clock. 5:10. She felt a knot in her stomach. "Time to go home." She was afraid.

She picked up her phone and noticed that her hand were trembling. With difficulty she texted Xavier: "Hi hon, I am just finishing up. I should be home by 6:00. Do you want to go out tonight? I'm not up to cooking. What do you want to do? [heart]"

She told herself that if he writes back a cold or angry note she would just not go home.
 
Being asked if they had ever actually been fucked Robin simply shook their head. They had not, not by a cock anyhow, fingers yes, once even with the handle of a hair brush. And there was of course their RealDoe but still, no cock had entered into their vagina, or their ass for that matter. There was really no rational reason for it and it could easily be argued that apart from the size and material a cock was no different really than two fingers, and certainly not in comparison to the saddle of their beloved toy. It was about their self-image more than anything, and this applied specifically to the RealDoe which was in every way compensation for their lack of a real penis. It was without question a major part of their self-image in sexual situations, even if they mostly used it for masturbating.

As he described his erection as rock hard and as if his balls would explode by the next day they just smiled at him. It was exactly the answer they had expected and having checked the time on the big clock on the wall, concluding that it was close to four thirty they couldn't help but wonder when Abigail intended to be home. It shouldn't be that much longer but there was of course still time for a bit of naughtiness if they wanted to. There was of course also the much crueller option of leaving him in limbo. They did consider the latter, wondering if it would even be possible for him to go all the way to Saturday without release. He would probably end up going out of his mind and they had certainly heard boys talk about the pains of so-called blue balls. Their smile did reflect these thoughts but then it widened and changed ever so slightly when they started considering the idea of having both spouses in one day.

There would of course not be time for anything elaborate but a simple blow job wouldn't take more than a few minutes, especially not if he was already as aroused as he claimed to be. They were fairly certain that it was a fantasy of his to get his cock sucked under his desk at work and then they chuckled as an idea entered into their devious teenage mind.
"Please Sheriff don't arrest me. I can't pay the fine with money but I can still offer you something in exchange for you looking the other way and letting me go," they said in a trembling, pleading voice and slipped off the chair and under his desk where they soon found his crotch. They rubbed their face against it playfully and felt the truth of his earlier claim against their cheeks and lips. They didn't undo his belt or unbutton his pants but rather just pulled the zipper down and took out his throbbing hard cock.

"Please," they said again and flicked their tongue at the tip of his glans.
"I'll be good."
They then ran their tongue along his shaft and flicked it against that tiny opening at the tip of the glans before briefly closing their lips around it. They reached inside his uniform pants and cupped their hand around his swollen testicles, giving them a gentle squeeze while continuing to explore every inch of his cock with their tongue and lips, occasionally wrapping their lips around it, sucking on the tip as if drinking through a straw. They could taste his precum and let out several soft, satisfied, moans of appreciation for it.
"I promise I won't do it again," they suddenly whispered and gave him a rather submissive look from under his desk.
 
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"Well maybe I'm not the only one that needs to keep an open mind." He suggested, though he would push it no further, he felt it only fair that Robin know how he felt about the prohibition on intercourse. He would respect it, but he wasn't wild about it. Assumptions seemed to be what was causing the trouble between him and Abigail in the first place, going on for years until neither of them knew the other. He would not make that mistake with Robin even as they helped him fix his mistakes with Abigail. They could likely see the desire in his eyes, it wasn't threatening, but it was there. How he might react to them with their Realdoe was anyone's guess.

He had been painfully honest about his cock and balls, for a moment he thought they might just leave him in torment. Their smile could be interpreted in so many different ways. He wouldn't blame them if they didn't do anything, they were in a police station after all, but his chances of making it through the week without really screwing things up with Abigail were greatly reduced if he had to start from this level of arousal. He laughed at their initial cliche line about sex for tickets thing but the smile was wiped off his face when they went under the desk. "Oh fuck" He said as they nuzzled their face against his throbbing cock like an over friendly dog. Robin moved so deftly from a nearly in control confidence to a sexy play thing, it kept him on his toes in the best possible way.

His length and hardness were enough to make it a bit of a struggle to pull him out of the zipper opening alone but they managed well enough. Xavier eased back in his chair, a bit more comfortable than the one Robin had occupied. He looked down at their face as they got their first taste of his cock and the precum oozing from it. They played the game well, those first small bits of contact making him wild with desire. He had the definite feeling Robin was toying with him, able to claim his cum almost immediately if they were to want it, but not quite doing so. When they paused for more roleplay talk he decided to join in. Reaching down he grabbed a fist full of their short dark hair. Eyes focusing in on theirs he spoke with a sincere tone, perhaps a bit too sincere for roleplay. "You better not, or next time I'll fuck more than your mouth." His grip firm but he neither forced himself into their mouth or drove their head down on his cock. He continued to let them set the pace, his grip on their hair simply following along more for sensation than direct action. Between the sucking and the cupping his balls, he wouldn't last long at all.

Only when Robin had finished draining him of his pent up arousal did he find a text from Abi. "Well she is coming back home at least." He said with an appreciative look as he offered Robin a hand up from under the desk. "I should do something for you." He said, though his tone made clear he didn't have much time to prepare for Abi. "Or did Abi slake your thirst for now?" He grabbed Robin's wrist and sniffed their fingers once more, sucking on each one of them as if he were desperate to taste his wife even second hand. "Do you have plans for tonight?" He asked, still not really wanting to wait the better part of a week.

He typed a reply to Abi. "We'll go somewhere nice, I'll meet you at home to get cleaned up and changed." He figured it would give Abi a heads up that they could dress for dinner. Not that Sedgwick had a lot of fine choices for dinner but as they headed closer to Wichita they would have more choices.
 
Abi was surprised when Xavier didn't respond right away. He almost always did. "What was that about?" she wondered. But... he was a cop. He might be in the middle of something. Finally she heard the bell indicating a response text. She read it a couple times. He didn't sound unhappy, but she wondered what he had in mind? His text didn't really tell her anything. After all. she was already dressed appropriately for a nice place, but maybe he wanted to go to a diner or something, in which case she would be overdressed.

She sighed in frustration and hit the "thumbs up" and looked at the clock. It was still a little early, but she decided she would go ahead and pack up to leave, though she would do it slowly so as not to hurry home. She still felt some fear about what might have transpired between him and Robin. She wished she had thought to ask Robin what their plans were so she could be prepared.

Finally, she had packed up and headed out across campus to the parking deck. She walked slowly, stopping to talk with a couple students. She finally got to her car, pulled out and headed home.
 
A big smile spread across Robin's face when Xavier joined in their little roleplay and the hand on their head, the rough grip of their hair, felt just right and fuelled their submissive role. At first, if only for a brief moment, they thought he would go the impatient route and simply fuck their mouth. His words certainly seemed to indicate as much. When he didn't they smiled again and looked up at him with a nod before continuing to tease his cock, taking it a bit more into their mouth but never more than a quick suck or two. They let their tongue do most of the work, licking his glans as if it was a clitoris, running their slightly parted lips along his shaft, pressing it against their hand while continuously tickling and massaging his testicles. When they noticed an increase in the volume of precum, signalling that the big load was on its way, they carefully, almost dutifully, closed their lips tight around his glans and began to suck on it as if it was a lollipop. Their tongue pressing against the frenulum until he filled their mouth with a sizeable load which they swallowed down and then moved back into the visitor's chair with a smile like the cat who ate the canary.

"Your wife did a pretty good job on me earlier so I'm good really," they said realising that they wouldn't have that much time for anything else anyway.
They then shrugged at his question about whether they had plans later that night or not. They didn't really. Well, apart from studying and their usual evening run. Other than that they would probably just end up reading a bit or watching a tv series, or if inspiration struck them do some writing.

They could of course run the new route they had found that weekend, the one that took them close to the farm house where their two lovers lived. A smile spread across their face as they imagined themselves leaning up against a tree with Xavier on his knees pleasuring them orally almost like a brief intermission dividing their run into two halves. He had done more than well with his tongue when properly instructed and they were sure that he would try to improve on it. They were also curious because of Abigail's comment that Xavier's oral ministrations had felt like it was them and not him. Their smile spread as they couldn't help but wonder what that would feel like.
"I usually go for a run just before curfew," they said and bit their bottom lip seductively.
They explained to him that at a certain point along their route they came within visual range of his and Abigail's house and if he wanted to they could meet in the woods for him to give them oral.
"A quick clandestine hook up. If you can sneak away from Abigail without rousing any suspicions on her part."

They then picked up their bag, thanked him for the coffee and before leaving his office gave him a quick affectionate kiss on the lips.
"I'll text you when I head out," they said and walked back out onto the street, lit a cigarette and headed for their dorm.
 
Robin's technique made rather short work of Xavier's build up arousal and the intensity of it didn't disappoint. The mix of threat but not follow through seemed an arousing mix as their smile suggested to him. As much as he wanted to thrust his cock deep in their throat, he held back and Robin rewarded him quite well for his restraint. It seemed as if they knew every sexually sensitive part of him and went all in on stimulating every nerve below his waist. Without taking much more than his tip into their mouth, they drained his balls and left him spent in his own office chair.

Xavier gave a somewhat uncomfortable laugh when Robin told him his wife 'did a pretty good job' on them so they didn't need him to reciprocate. That comment triggered a rather complex mix of emotions in him as he actually wanted to reciprocate. Abi's scent on Robin's fingers had made his dick hard but also his mouth water and he would have gladly went down on them. But he was anxious to see Abi, to know for himself that what was being discussed between he and Robin, was as fascinating to her as it was to him. "What time is curfew?" He asked, glancing at the clock and working out details in his head. He wasn't going to rush Abi, but the thought of not having to wait until Saturday had a certain appeal to it.

"You mean I shouldn't just bring her with me, and act surprised when you run through?" He asked, feeling a bit bolder than he probably should.

One problem with texts, at least for Xavier was that they never conveyed context. It was he who had to get cleaned up and changed before they could have dinner in anything approaching a nice place. He wasn't sure where, but he did want to take Abi someplace nice, someplace special.

"Hey honey, you look great." He said to Abi when she arrived home. He was nearly ready, freshly showered but not yet dressed, a towel wrapped about his mid-section. "I'd love to take you some place special tonight, do you have a place you've been wanting to try?" He asked, though he had made a bit of a google search and had a few ideas that he hoped might convey how he was ready to make some changes in his life if it meant he could keep her in it.
 
Throughout the roughly 30 minute drive Abi's mind was racing. She had to keep reminding herself that her husband had never been violent with her. He would yell and even throw things on occasion but he had never been physically violent with her. So why then was she so nervous. She had learned long ago to ignore his bluster, so it wasn't that. Finally about 10 minutes from home it came to her. If he reacted badly to what Robin told him about them then their marriage was over. That was it. And over the past couple days she had come to the realization that she really didn't want to end her marriage, even though it was equally obvious that they couldn't continue the way they were going. She also was not willing to discontinue her sexual relationships with other women. Besides Robin, she had been with a number over the years. Some, if not most of these were brief encounters but she had a couple long term relationships of that still continued from time to time, on a very occasional basis. She would not give that up. She needed that. It was a part of who she was. She had tried stuffing it away years ago and it had only made her miserable. If this relationship with Robin was out of the bag, would Xavier understand and accept her other occasional lovers?

She parked the car in the driveway, collected her things and sat there for a moment gathering her courage and strength. She also realized that she was still without her panties and thought she should perhaps go to the bathroom and put a new pair on. Xavier might not appreciate the lewdness of his proper wife going with panties, especially if she started to get aroused - and that would most likely happen at some time.

She couldn't put it off any longer. So, with one last deep breath she got out of the car and headed for the house. She was dressed in her suit - a white silk blouse, a dark green suit with a knee length pleated skirt and a blazer. She had changed her stockings (she kept stockings in her office) and she wore a bra, but no panties.

Xavier's friendly greeting as she entered the house caught her off guard. She was really expecting silence or grumbling. "Thanks... after a long day." She smiled as she walked over and gave him a kiss, which turned into a long passionate kiss. "In Sedgwick there isn't much to choose from." She said, trying to catch her breath and realizing that she was beginning to feel a little tingle between her legs. "There is that little sandwich shop that just opened, otherwise I think we are stuck with the diner. No, wait... we could drive up to Newton. There is a really nice restaurant there and they have an outdoor patio too. What do you think? But I'm open sweetie." She looked in his eyes and they gazed at each other for a moment. She kissed him again.

"Why don't you finish up getting ready? I'll read or something while I wait." Then it dawned on her, Xavier is using the bathroom and the bedroom to get ready. She couldn't very well slip in the put panties on without him noticing. Well, she told herself, it is healthier for women to go without anyway.
 
"Curfew's a 10 pm," they informed him and then considered his suggestion which, while it did have a certain appeal to it, was not how they wanted their threesome to start.
"Sure. I guess you could. That way we can all talk about it but I don't really see anything else happening if you do bring her. I think I'd prefer to have our first threeway in a more comfortable setting than a quickie in the woods."

Back in their dorm room Robin spent a few hours studying, mostly reading up on ancient female fertility rites and imagining all sorts of things that were probably well and truly exaggerated. They masturbated and then sat down to rework the latest chapter of the story they were working on before it was time for supper and then they watched an episode of the Colombian series Siempre Bruja before changing into black spandex tights and a bulky hoodie.
"I'll be back before curfew," they told the matron as they headed out for their evening run.
 
"Your right, I'm just being over anxious." He replied as Robin pointed out the error in his thinking, they were right of course, a first time with the three of them should be special.

"I'll try to be there by 9 but I can't guarantee it." He said with a hint of regret but he was sure they understood that he couldn't just leave Abi if the situation wasn't right. Besides, if Abi didn't bring up the idea of a three way, why should he?

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"Maybe you would like a back rub before we go?" He suggested to Abigail, trying to be a supportive husband and listen to her complaint about a long day though he thought maybe it wasn't all drudgery at least from Robin's version of events. He returned the passion of her kiss, his hands roaming along her backside, eventually giving her ass a firm squeeze which raised her skirt slightly though not nearly enough to expose her secret. His towel slipping loose as they kissed but he ignored it as it stayed off the floor as it was squeezed between them. Once their kiss ended and they parted, it fell to the floor and he was naked. He wasn't quite hard yet, Robin had taken the edge off his arousal but he was definitely feeling like he could be revived soon.

Xavier enjoyed the way Abi seemed to need to catch her breath after their kiss, perhaps there was hope for them after all. "Newton sounds fine, I'd enjoy the drive there together." He told her, trying to be accommodating but also getting more and more interested in her arousal. The thought of Abi and Robin doing whatever it was they did, and he had to admit he was very curious as to how they did it, was becoming an obsession for him. He managed to maneuver her against the bathroom door and his hands explored her front now, groping her heavy breasts gently through her clothes. "I'm sorry about last night, I guess I still have a lot to learn. But I want you to know I'm willing to learn, and to change." He kissed her again then went to his knees. His hands found the backs of her thighs beneath her skirt and began to slip upward. He would learn her secret in a few seconds unless she stopped him.
 
As Abi stepped back from the kiss, Xavier's towel fell leaving him naked. Gazing at his nakedness caused her breath to catch and her heart start to beat a faster. He was a gorgeous man. Her body reacted immediately as she felt herself becoming wet as that familiar tingle settled between her legs.

He came in again towards her, kissing and fondling her breasts and her ass. She returned his kiss with passion while she reached out and ran her hand over his chest letting it fall down between his legs where she cupped his balls and gently caressed his cock. She felt him fall to his knees and begins to run his hands up her legs. She stepped back, she wasn't quite ready to talk about her lack of panties. "Let's go get supper and then come back and pick it up where we left off." She smiled and then added, "I love you sweetie! It means so much to me that you made an effort." She kissed him gently. "I'll wait on the porch."

She could tell that her husband really didn't want to stop to get supper. But she was pretty sure that if they didn't stop now, they would probably be eating left over pizza later. Besides, this would give her time to put some panties on. She wondered if Robin had spoken to him yet and what they might have said. What did Xavier know about her and Robin? If Robin told him about their trysts then the fact that he was not upset was a good sign. The ride up to Newton might be a nice time to talk a little.

After a few minutes on the porch she peeked into the house. Xavier had run upstairs. Now was her chance, she could run to the laundry and grab a pair from the basket. She slipped into the house softly and moved through the kitchen to the laundry room. Nothing! There were no laundry baskets! How could that be? Then it dawned on her, "I was gone all weekend, so the baskets are still upstairs!" She shrugged and returned to the porch. "It doesn't matter. Maybe he'll think it is hot that his wife goes around with no panties. Maybe he'd like to know that this is not the first time either."
 
Abi's reaction to his nakedness was promising as was her reaction to him fondling her as she returned the favor, feeling his cock and balls. He thought it was a good time to try again but she stepped back obviously not interested and confusing him. She broke the mood, talking about supper and continuing then. What could he really say? Then she talked about continuing where they left off and he nodded blankly, hoping that might be the case. He apparently got points for trying but that wasn't totally reassuring.

She was right, he didn't want to stop, it felt like a rejection even if from her perspective it was perfectly reasonable. He didn't know about her lack of panties, nor was he totally sure Robin and Abi had really planned a threesome. It wasn't exactly an easy subject to broach with her. It would be great to talk with Abi about Robin, but he wasn't feeling like he could easily bring it up. He remembered what Robin had said about Abi thinking he gave cunnilingus like Robin. He nearly asked if only Robin was allowed to lick her pussy but he kept silent as she told him she would be on the porch.

He got dressed, wanting to look presentable for their night out. Heading out to the porch he asked which vehicle she wanted to take. Her car was more comfortable but his truck had more room if they decided to get physical on the ride. "Ready?" He asked as he got the keys and opened the door for her. He did get a peak up her skirt, he wasn't sure but he didn't see any panties, could she be going without? Curious now, as they began their drive to Newton, his hand landed on her thigh and he teased it upward a few times to see her reaction.
 
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Abi skipped off the porch to the truck and climbed (awkwardly) into the passenger seat. She didn't really much like the truck, it was too hard to climb into. But she knew that Xavier loved his truck and as she figured he would be disappointed that she had stopped their love making, she wanted to try to make it up to him in little ways. As she climbed she realized that her skirt had accidentally raised for a moment and that her husband may have caught a glimpse. Once she had gotten into the cabin she looked at him and smiled a blushing smile.

As they began to drive Abi moved over and snuggled up to Xavier. She felt his hand begin to move up her leg. "He was investigating," she said to herself. She gently put her hand on his hand to stop him. "Now, you'll get me all excited. Besides, there might be a surprise waiting for you and we don't want to ruin the surprise." She spoke in her cute, lust-filled quasi-little girl voice. But she kept her right hand on his hand as she drooped her left hand around him and gently caressed his arm and neck, reaching up and gently kissing his neck.
 
Xavier once again found himself deeply confused over what he felt were conflicting signals from the woman he should know so well. He was surprised when she chose the truck though if it was meant as a balm to the wound of being shut out of sex, it was sorely inadequate. The up skirt shot perhaps only increasing his confusion as going without panties seemed more like an invitation to sex than her other actions seemed to be. 'Had she slipped them off when he wasn't looking?' He asked himself silently, finding it hard to imagine she had gone all day and taught classes without them.

More curious about the lack of panties now than suspicious he tried again to lift her skirt but was again shut down. Then she started talking about surprises in a very kinky voice and he was getting so confused he had to resist slamming on the brakes and demanding an explanation. Which as inflammatory as that would be, was probably better than his other instinct which was to pull over somewhere and fuck his wife whether she wanted it or not.

"A surprise eh." He said, trying to keep his temper in check. He didn't really like these kinds of games, he felt he was being open minded and while he hadn't admitted to his talk with Robin, neither had Abi admitted to sex with them today. They were each keeping their secrets.

He kept his temper and kept driving to Newton so they could enjoy a special dinner together. He was quiet and despite the nice dinner not in the best of moods as they headed back home. He didn't even attempt to lift up her skirt, wondering if Robin was perhaps setting him up.
 
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