It was Evan’s idea in the first place to let his friend Mike stay with us. Mike was trying to sober up and clean up, so he left his user girlfriend to stay with us. Evan and I have been married for only a year, but neither of us uses. I have a vice, but it’s a sexual one. I indulge in having adulterous affairs with men I meet on Adult Friend Finder. And I was mad that I wouldn’t be able to indulge in it with Mike on our couch. I didn’t even want to fuck Mike; he wasn’t my type at all. He was loud, obnoxious, and always in your face. The guy spat when he talked and practically jumped into your lap if you showed him the slightest bit of attention. I never understood why Evan hung out with him. I didn’t know if I could last a couple of months of Mike on our couch I hadn’t seen Mike in about six months, and he looked really good for someone who was abusing drugs. He was still very handsome and muscular, and a few times I caught myself wondering if he was any good in bed. Whenever I got the chance I tried to check out Mike’s bulge. I didn’t want to, but I knew what I was going to do. The next time Evan was called in on the night shift I executed my plan of attack. I showered and perfumed and put on a simple white cotton shift and nothing more. I walked into the living room where Mike was picking out a D.V.D. for us to watch. “How about the remake of Debbie does Dallas,” I suggested. Mike turned around and his eyes almost popped out of his head. I knew the setting sunlight that poured through the doorway outlined my form better than a spotlight. And my dark brown nipples stood hard and erect against the cloth, lifting it slightly in front of me. “If you let me suck your cock I won’t tell Evan,” I drooled. Mike didn’t answer right away, and then I realized he was nodding. And we were off. Two months later when Mike moved out I went back to Adult Friend Finder. It was fun having someone to fuck right there in the house along with Evan, but I missed getting a new cock every week.