and took a slug of his beer. “If it bothers ya, Testerman, tuck it back in. It’s not like you haven’t touched it before.”

They both snorted their beers. Mike looked at Billy, “You want one more?”

“Sure” and Mike got up and repeated the routine, handing Billy another full one, and taking the empty as Billy drained the last few drops. Billy heard the heavy clunk as he hit the trash can. Mike lay back down beside him, this time so they were head to head.

“Bill, I want to talk to you about something.” He sounded hesitant, and Billy was a little worried. He had felt something was on Mike’s mind, but wouldn’t dare press.

“Anything, Coach. You know that.”

“Well, this may be a little difficult, so if it makes you uncomfortable just say so, and I’ll forget it.”

“Uncomfortable?” Billy said, “Coach once a week we take turns fucking your wife! I don’t think there is anything we could ask each other that would be uncomfortable or embarrassing.”

Mike turned a little pink and nodded his head. “Well, it’s kind of about that…”

Billy’s heart fell, but he tried not to let it show. He knew that sooner or later that Mike would put and end to their weekly sessions with Lisa. Now that the first test was about here and Billy would at least pass it enough to not have to worry about not being able to play football, Mike was gonna tell him that he and Lisa didn’t want him coming over any more. “Sure Coach, I understand…”

“I just want to make sure that, you know, you’re okay with this. That it’s you know fun for you, that you’re enjoying it.”

“Oh damn, yeah. I mean I never would have thought that I’d, you know, on a regular basis. I mean, it’s every man’s dream to do a three way with a smoking redhead, I just kind of imagined that the hot blonde of other third would be a woman.”

That’s what I’m talking about, Bill…” Billy liked the fact that during private time, Mike always called him Bill. “The….” Mike turned bright red, “…touching that goes on between us. I want to make sure that I never do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable.”

“No, man…does it you? I try to be real careful and not do anything even but accident that you know will gross you out or anything. Lisa gets off on it, but I know we’re not gay or anything, just making her hot.”

“You don’t enjoy it?”

“Oh no, I do…but you know….” He hoped Mike did because he really didn’t.

“Okay, I feel better.” Mike picked a little bit at the label of his beer. “Lisa can be a little wild, and she tends to get me carried away, too. I sometimes start to do things, but have to stop and remember that you might not enjoy it as much as I seem to be.”

“It’s cool.” Billy nodded his head and drained the last of his beer. Mike took it and long shot it into the trash, followed directly by his own.

“Score!” Mike held his arms in the arm, like he’d just shot a couple of impossible free throws. The snaps holding his boxers shut popped