Abi was surprised at the change in the atmosphere at home. She and Xavier had developed a way of living together that could generously be defined as "living like roommates." Everything he did, from little things like leaving things laying around to even his basic habits like forgetting to clean the hair off of the shower drain would annoy the heck out of her. So they lived in an environment of constant simmering tension. But suddenly, after she woke up on Tuesday with Xavier inside of her, this seemed to change. There was a new spirit. Abi mused to herself that her husband seemed to finally accept the fact that she wasn't an untouchable mother goddess but was a human woman with needs, obsessions and lots of experience. With this kind of mutual understanding of each other's basic humanity she realized that the intellectual differences between them were not quite as important. Besides that, he suddenly seemed insatiable. Im short, he wanted to fuck her constantly even to the point of her waking from sleep and finding him deep inside of her. She might have normally objected but the prospect of Robin had also changed her own outlook and she opened herself, literally, to all of his advances.<br/><br/>After her talk with Robin on Wednesday, she found herself obsessing about the coming weekend. She wondered how this was going to work. How should they dress? What should they do? Should she plan to cook a really nice meal? Should they plan some kind of a game to break the ice? Abi had had encounters with multiple partners in the distant past, but she had been much younger then and besides those experiences had been fueled with drugs and alcohol. There would be none of that this time, except perhaps for a simple glass of wine for dinner.<br/><br/>Friday she had Robin's class and she was anxious to talk with them after class. She had started a series of lectures about the place of women within the "polis" - the city. And in particular she was focused on women's ritual responsibilities. She was sure that many in the class, especially the boys, were hoping for some out of control orgy like ritual stories. Unfortunately they would be disappointed. The official ritual life of Ancient Greece was much more tame than that. Somehow during the class time Abi had managed to communicate with Robin and indicated to them that she wanted them to remain for a bit after class. After the students left she gave them a little kiss as she began to ask her questions. "How should we prepare for this? How should we dress?" She suggested that she cook a really nice meal for them that she could put in the oven and let cook without a lot of attention to it. She would bake a pie Friday night. Did this sound ok? But how would they initiate all this? Would they need to talk about it first - limits, boundaries all that sort of thing? She was obviously nervous and just as obviously overthinking. Group sex when fueled by alcohol and drugs was easier, but she also knew that every participant being fully in control of themselves would lead to a much more satisfy and enjoyable and safer encounter.