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finally answered.
    “Why are you avoiding me?” Lorna made no preamble to the conversation.
    “I haven’t been.” Reynaldo sighed. “Okay, I have been. I just don’t know if I can do this—be part of a threesome and then have you to myself only when John’s away.”
    Lorna thought furiously for an answer that would satisfy Reynaldo. “There’s no rule that says that. The only rule we have to each other is faithfulness within our triangle. As for having me to yourself, I have no problem with doing that occasionally, or really as often as you like.” She smiled, knowing it was true.
    “All right.” Reynaldo spoke slowly as if thinking hard. “Would you like to go out with me tonight, then? Let’s go to Club Marsh. It’s a strip-dance club. If that’s okay with you. I’ve only been once because I’m too embarrassed to be a regular, and honestly, I’d rather have a woman in my arms than one on a pole.”
     
    Lorna laughed. “It’s a deal. What time are you picking me up?” Lorna knew John had a meeting tonight, and she wanted to keep Reynaldo happy as part of their circle. John was satisfied just to have her in any way he could—as long as she loved him. He had enjoyed the threesome aspect, but he didn’t have a problem with her going out with Reynaldo alone. The topic had come up the night before when he told her how tired he was and suggested she call Reynaldo if she needed someone.
    “Seven. Is that okay? It might be a late night.”
    Lorna grinned. “That’s great. John has a late meeting, and he’ll be cool with me coming in whenever.”
    “See you then.”
     
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    Reynaldo hung up the phone, excited. If he could be with Lorna sometimes alone, he thought he could deal with the threesome and maybe even grow to love it.
    The hours ticked by slowly. He dressed in black leather pants and a red silk shirt, knowing the outfit made him look sharp, and headed out near seven.
    When Lorna came to the door, he whistled, and he felt his cock swell at the sight of her. Her blonde hair was straight and gleaming, and her pale skin glowed in a tight, low-cut minidress with silky nude stockings. He wondered what was at the top of the stockings. Panties or not? A garter, maybe? He was so horny after not seeing her for a few days or getting off, though he had wanted to. He had found he really only wanted to be with Lorna, and masturbating wasn’t working for him. She turned him on like no other woman ever had.
    She took his hand and walked to the car. On the drive, she crossed her legs, and he noticed, his cock rigid again.
    “Like what you see? I’ve missed you, Rey.” “I’ve missed you, too.”
     
    He reached over and slid his right hand down one side of the top of her dress, gasping when he felt that she had no bra on. Her nipple was hard, and he circled it with his fingers, making her moan quietly.
    “Man, I could just skip the club and go back to your place—or mine. I want you right now, Lorna.”
    “Nope. Let’s go to the club. I want to see some women dancing. Are the strippers there hot?” She felt high. This sort of thing was new to her.
    “Yeah. I’ve only been once, but there’s a blonde who dances there every Wednesday night and has quite a reputation among the guys who work for me, so we’re in luck.”
    He glanced at his watch. “I called ahead of time, and they said she comes to work tonight at seven thirty. That’s why we’re getting there early. There’s always a full house when she dances.”
    “Sounds amazing.” Lorna had reached over to rub his cock with her hand. He wanted her to unzip him so badly, but he knew he would just have to wait. What an idiot he had been for not calling her these past few days! He couldn’t live without her.
    When they got to the club, they were lucky to get a front table by the stage. The last dancer was just exiting off the stage, her black leather outfit shimmering under the lights. They sat close together at a round table.