There I was in the kitchen, washing my hands, when I heard the phone ring. I didn’t know where my wife, Jill was. I had been out working on the truck. She had gotten mad at me, because we weren’t going to spend the day together. I needed the truck for work the next day. Well, back to the story.

I picked up the phone and was about to say hello, when I heard my wife say, “Hello.” I thought to myself that this was good. She didn’t leave after all. Apparently, she didn’t know I had picked up the other phone either. I was about to hang up, when I recognized the voice on the other end. It was Jill’s luscious friend, Donna.

Donna was her friend from college. She was about 5’8″ tall and about 120 pounds of dynamite. She had long blond hair and blue eyes. I had fantasized about her body every time she came over to jog, with my wife Jill.

Jill, is no slouch either. Both girls are built very similar, but have vastly different personalities. Jill was always wild and Donna was more reserved. Joe, Donna’s husband was also my opposite.

What I wouldn’t give to see them both naked. I figured that there was no harm in listening. After all, nobody knew I was on the other line. The conversation started out casual. Then it got very interesting. Jill told Donna that I was being an ass. That I would rather work on the truck, than take her to bed.

That was a lie.

Donna broke in, “At least when he takes you to bed, he makes sure you’re satisfied. All Joe cares about is himself. Last night he came home, late. I was in the bed waiting, with some candles lit. He came to bed and just slid over to me. I asked him what was he was doing?”

He said, “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.” Donna continued. “Ordinarily, I wouldn’t have stood for that, but I was definitely in the mood. So next thing he did was, just slide himself inside me. I hoped he would last, until I got to cum. Well, he lasted about five minutes before he came.”

I asked him, “What about me? I can’t believe you left me stranded. All he said was that he was sorry and for me to just go to sleep. He’d make it up to me tomorrow. I don’t know why I stay with him sometimes.”

Jill said, “That’s so inconsiderate. My honey never treats me like that. Every once in a while, he doesn’t last, but he still takes care of me. In fact, he acted like he didn’t like doing it the first time, but now I don’t even have to ask for it.”

“What are you talking about. What does he do?” Donna asked.

“He would probably kill me if he knew I was telling you this. He is afraid that other people would think that he was weird,” answered Jill.