For the better part of two years now my wife Kay and I have been having threesome dates with a doctor friend of hers I’ll call Ted. A typical date will go something like this. We’ll go out to dinner on Saturday and then to a movie. Ted is always careful to sit on Kay’s left in the theater. Once the lights go down he slides a hand onto Kay’s bare thigh while I sit by passively with an uncontrollable erection in my pants. Sometimes, if the movie is dull and the theater uncrowded, they’l...

            My wife Kay told me to meet her at the doctor’s office after work. Even though it was just a “preliminary exam,” I arrived with considerable trepidation. Afterall, Kay’s lover Ted, a gynecologist by trade, was going to examine me to determine if I was a candidate for surgical castration. The very thought of it gave me the shivers.             “Don’t be such a baby,” Kay had chided me the night before. “Ted’s probably removed a thousand ovaries in his c...

            The following Thursday I was sitting behind my wife Kay on the bed brushing her long, silken hair. Kay was naked and sitting straight-backed in the yoga position; I was wearing a pair of her nylon panties. We called Thursdays her “grooming” night. Typically I would spend several hours every Thursday evening grooming her for her weekend with her lover Ted. This usually involved painting her toenails, shaving her pubic hair, massaging her with fragrant body lotion and br...