The morning after our threesome with Tom, Donna was very withdrawn. She barely said a word at breakfast but I understand she was tired and a little hung over from the night before. I still found it hard to believe the evening went by so quickly. My fantasy, our fantasy, was now over and only a wonderful memory. My wife really let loose the night before and I was darn proud of her for embracing her sexuality for. As the morning wore on, I began to worry about her. If I tried to talk about last night, she would give me short answers but wouldn't engage in a conversation.

When...