Sharing My Wife – Part 3
Philip was sweeping the floor of the restaurant where he worked when he finally heard a knock. He set the broom aside and quickly bounded across the room to open the door. (The previous story Sharing my wife – Part 2) My wife Amanda poked her head in and smiled. “Hello, Philip. Sorry I’m late, I got caught up in traffic.” The tall Asian man smiled at her. Philip was a shade over 6 feet, standing about 6 inches over Amanda. He had a wiry but muscular body, and always seemed to have a solemn expression on his face. Philip had … Read more