As I sat in the bedroom, I could feel myself starting to come out in a cold sweat. I had just watched my wife Chloe walk out of the door, and I knew where she was going. In fact, I'd told her to go there. I'd just send her down to the guest bedroom where my friend Luke was staying. And I'd sent her down there for one reason and one reason only. I'd sent her down there to give him a handjob. I suddenly felt sick when I thought about it. Why had I suggested it? Why had I told her to do it? Sure, we'd toyed with the idea of a threesome in bed. But that was just a bit of dirty talk. I never expected it to happen. But now I'd just watched her big ass walk out the door and head down there. Luke had no idea what was coming, but he soon would. I wanted to jump up and run down the stairs to stop her, but it was like I was frozen to the bed, unable to stand up, unable to do anything except play with my own cock as I thought about her kneeling down on the bed next to him and slowly stroking him until he was hard. At that moment, I knew I'd opened Pandora's box; I just didn't know how to close it again!