The sexual high Frederick had been riding had finally started to come down but surprisingly, his inhibitions remained lost and forgotten.  He was equally comfortable laying naked with Vicki on the couch while the others walked off to prepare some food and coffee from the kitchen.  He caught the towel from George and nodded his thanks, still trying to find the right words to address what had just happened.  He might have been happy and content to be a part of it all but he was still somewhat shy on talking about the whole matter.<br/><br/>Quickly, he wiped the sweat off his face and offered the towel to Vicki with a soft smile.<br/><br/>"I think a weekly night together would do us all well.  Your husband does certainly seem content to share you with old, close friends so who am I to deny his offering of hospitality?"<br/><br/>Fred's tone was playful and his smile grew into an impish grin, yet something romantic and meaningful lingered in his eyes.<br/><br/>"I wouldn't want this to be our only time together, Vicki.  I love you too much for that."