“Do you like it?” Mr. Gordon asked. 
She consented by nodding her head and moaning in satisfaction. The two noticed that she loved the threesome, more than they could imagine, and gave her the pleasure that she had never had.
“Will you still kill the woman who shares your man with you?” Gordon teased.
She laughed aloud happily, and responded, “Not when it is Jenny that is involved.” 
They laughed again. Afterward, Jenny returned to work and watched her back while she spent the rest of the night with Mr. Gordon. He spoiled her with money before he left.
From then on, Irene was working and pleasuring herself. She had forgotten about her family and daughters. Meanwhile, she whirled through one escapade after another.
“Life can be sweet when you are with the right persons,” she told herself. 
Among all her clients, Mr. Cornelius was more frequent and intimate with her. She had sex with others and made love with him. He visited Nassau every week, and ensured that they did not miss the opportunity of having outdoor sex at their joint; she enjoyed the pleasure more than she had with any other man. 
In the moment of most intense pleasure, she cried out in ecstasy, “I love you, Cornell.” 
With her voice, he felt the goosebumps upon his skin and pleasured her. Thereafter, he held her closer to himself, and asked, “Do you mean it when you said, you love me?”
She kissed him again, and repeated, “I love you. I mean it.”
“Can we return to the hotel?” He requested. Irene was scared and wondered why he was cold. 
“Is anything the matter, Cornell?” She asked after he zipped up. 
He held her hand and looked into her curious eyes. Then, he spoke, “I'm glad that the moon bears witness to the confession of your love to me.” 
Now, Irene calmed down and smiled. 
“I love you, too, Alisa,” he confessed too, and they walked back to the car. He opened the door for her, and she got in.
“You are a wonderful person to be with,” he complimented when he got into the car, and shut the door. Now, Cornelius, who was out for an escapade, could not deny that he was in love with her, and engaged her in an intimate kiss. Unexpectedly, they had a quick one in the car.
“Thank you, for spicing up my love life,” he appreciated.
“All thanks to you for exposing me to moonlight sex,” she stated.
“I'm glad to hear that.”
A Week Later.
After Mr. Cornelius' last visit, Irene was feverish, and she informed her supervisor.
“It could be malaria. You can get the drugs off the counter,” she advised.
“You are right. I will do that later.”
“It is okay. Mr. Gordon and Mr. Philip would be around today. Would you like to join the fun?”
At that point, her eyes beamed, and she obliged, “Sure, I can't afford to miss it.”
“That is good to hear.”
Irene got married at the age of eighteen to the Prince, who was twenty-two. They never had any knowledge of sex, and they were contented with what they knew. As time progressed, they learned more tactics, and it kept them going. They had never thought of extramarital affairs. Now, she had been exposed to almost all kinds of sex, and she was out to explore more. 
Meanwhile, Mr. Cornelius had a special place in her heart because he never used sheath on her. After work, she got to the pharmacy, to get drugs for herself. To her disappointment, the pharmacist insisted that she should run a test, and get the result before they would prescribe the right drug for her.
“It's just a fever. I know what I want, pharmacist,” she argued.
“It is the management rules. Besides, the test is free. So, why not.”
“The problem is not the payment.”
“So, what is the problem?”
“It is simply the time. I have an appointment to catch.”
“I see. What if I proposed that you return after attending to your appointment.”
“Oh! That would be splendid," she responded euphorically and left.
She joined the three in the room, and they were glad to have her. The pleasure she longed for superseded her health challenges, and she joined in the fun at once.
“What's up, Alisa? You are not as active as you used to be?” Mr. Philip asked.
“Oh! Let's go. Do whatever you wished to do with me," she said and braced up.
“I see,” Mr. Gordon, who also noticed her weakness, said and fired on. At last, it was fun.
“Did I disappoint you,” she looked at the two men and asked.
“For me, yes. What about you, Mr. Philip?”
“I did not have enough of her. She seemed sweeter today, and I wish I knew why.”
“You just said my mind,” Jenny affirmed and resumed another session, and Irene was willing. 
Mr. Philip was truly turned on by Irene, and could not tell why, either. She enjoyed it when she saw Mr. Gordon watching her while dishing it out to Mr. Philip. On the other hand, he could not penetrate Jenny but concentrated on Irene. Now, Jenny had to leave, and joined Gordon on the couch, and watched them.
“She is wild today,” Jenny pointed out. 
“I can feel it,” Gordon responded. 
Nevertheless, Mr. Philip was lost in the euphoria of their insatiable libido, and requested, “Kindly permit me,” and peeled off his protection at once, and began to thrust rapidly. 
Irene was thrilled, and she moaned louder, “Take me. Give it to me. Harder.”
“I feel like taking you with me,” Mr. Philip screamed aloud.
“This is crazy,” Mr. Gordon declared and laughed softly. At last, they climaxed.
“Can you get permission from work? I wish to continue,” Mr. Philip requested that morning.
“I will let you know if I obtain permission,” Irene promised.
“I will wait for your call.”
“What is the meaning of this, Philip?” Gordon asked after Irene and Jenny left. 
Mr. Philip shook his head with worries, and responded, “I can't help myself. I have never had it so interesting of late.”
“Really? You must not fall in love with her. You remember.”
“I can't remember anything, but to have what I want. What is wealth if you can't give yourself what you want?”
Gordon looked into his friend's yearning eyes, and volunteered, “I give up. You can have her to yourself,” and left for his room.