My job sometimes has me staying in a nice camp with a coworker who I've known a long time. My wife is a small, hot blonde that's only been with me, so I wanted her to have another guy. Long story short, we get drunk, go to bed, and started playing around. I then whispered to her, "We're making Mitch excited." He was in a bed not four feet away. I told her, "You'll need to give him some relief," which, to my surprise, she agreed. The three of us had fun in every position we could think of for hours. The next day, she walked a little funny, but had the time off her life.

— Tony, 34