Barely having swallowed down the last bite of Abigail's delicious lasagna Robin looked up at Xavier as he peacocked right through their discussion on how to set things into motion, not only by standing up and making his arousal quite apparent to anyone looking at his crotch, which in their defence was right there in front of their face and as such impossible to miss but also by going all caveman on his wife and hoisting her up over his shoulder as if she was a sack of potatoes. Perhaps there was something disturbingly patriarchal about his gesture, something rather dominant, but Robin couldn't help but chuckle as he mentioned the location of his and Abigail's bedroom. It was rather charming in a way and they would be lying if it didn't excite them to some extent, not least the way Xavier spanked his wife's gorgeous behind and the playful struggle and protests she offered.<br/>"Heads of tails sounds fine with me," they said and picked up their own glass and Abi's in one hand as Xavier took their other hand and in that manner they moved upstairs, past a few closed doors where Robin assumed their kids had once resided but were now probably being used as an office for Abigail, a gym for Xavier, or both of them, and who knows what else. Or they had simply been left the way they were for when the kids came to visit with their spouses and potential grandchildren.<br/><br/>The thought that they were about to engage in a threeway with a married couple that might actually be grandparents caused them to giggle a little but then they were pulled into the master bedroom where Xavier let go of their hand and tossed his wife onto the double bed. Her dress rode up to her waist as she landed and revealed her underwear (or lack thereof?) Of course Xavier had been right. They had been overthinking and complicating the situation with their games. It was exactly this simple. They all knew what was going to happen once dinner was over and even though the situation in itself was perhaps made a bit awkward due to the fact that they had been planning for it to happen rather than it being a heat of the moment decision and perhaps the fact that so much depended on the outcome and the expectations of what it might lead to with regards to the relationship between the three of them did make it a bit more complicated than it might have been if indeed it had been a heat of the moment thing, and perhaps if there had not been such a significant difference in age between themselves and Abigail and Xavier. In the end though this was what it all came down to. Lust. Pure and simple Lust.<br/><br/>They put the glasses down on one of the bedside tables and with a smile to both their lovers began to undo the tie, then unbutton the shirt but leaving it on covering their small breast before continuing to unbutton their jeans and while their bulge was not nearly as large as Xaviers as well as fake it still must have made for quite a sight for Abigail on the bed as Robin and Xavier stood there in front of her with their bulges on display, almost as if daring her to touch them and then choose one.  Robin was of course well aware that their bulge as such would be something of a disappointment when revealed but then they whispered the pause word and rushed downstairs where they had left their overnight bag, took out the Realdoe and replaced the rolled up sock for it before going back upstairs.<br/><br/>It was always such a delightful sensation walking around with the RealDoe in, not only the physical sensation of the saddle moving inside them but the very fact that they had a penis sticking out of their boxer briefs. As they returned to the bedroom, no more than a few minutes later, they also realised that their bulge, while of course still fake, was now bigger than Xaviers.