MENAGE A TROIS

RICHARD

I couldn’t understand why I felt such intense pain which radiated all over my body. I was on my honeymoon in the marital bed with the woman of my dreams. I gasped as I looked up and saw a pink satin appendage hanging from the chandelier, dripping what appeared to be wine onto the carpet. In horror, I looked down at myself and saw that the treasure of my manhood was missing leaving my nether regions soaked with crimson blood. My new wife was screaming at the top of her lungs as she pointed at what had been my pride and joy. All of a sudden, the blush colored member began to spin around the room, alighting first on the curtain rods and then on the picture frames. It seemed to be doing a wild tango of passion as it twirled and danced in wild abandon. I struggled to get to my feet to try to catch it but collapsed on the floor in anguish.

TABITHA, THE POLTERGEIST

I am no longer alive. Richard (or Dick which is more appropriate) strangled me with his bare hands, squeezing the last gasps of my breath. He had dumped me for someone else in this most unseemly way! My physical being had transformed into a poltergeist. I became invisible which is advantageous because I can wreak havoc without being seen. I heard that little Dickie was marrying that bitch, Jennifer, and was planning a lavish honeymoon starting at the honeymoon suite at the Waldorf. Oh, I would get back at him in my own special way. I slipped surreptitiously into the hotel room and began to watch the sexual antics begin with Dickie and Little Miss Puss Face. I decided to join in and take part in their escapades. As she kissed his mouth, I began nibbling lower down. “Oh, Oh,” he moaned in abandon. “You’ve never done this before, Jenny. More, more!”

JENNIFER

“What are you talking about, Richard?” I laughed. “You know that I never do that!” You’re imagining things because you’re so excited feeling my tongue go in your mouth!”

RICHARD

“Whatever you’re doing, keep it up,” I begged. Up was definitely where I wanted it to be!

TABITHA, THE POLTERGEIST

I began nibbling around the edges, licking with my tongue. He was so excited thinking that I was Jennifer. And I began to get aroused also. I was so inflamed with sensuality that my teeth got in the way of my tongue and I chomped down hard. Imagine my surprise when I realized that I had bitten it clean off! I spit the bloody mess out on the sheets and then scooped it up and began flying around the suite, lighting on all the surfaces, throwing it in the air as if I was juggling it. What a fun toy it was and what an expression Little Dickie had on his face! Whenever he neared his dangling genitalia, I snatched it up and moved it to a new area. “It serves you right,” I yelled as loudly as I could but he could not hear me.

RICHARD

I’ve just got to latch on to it. If I don’t capture it, I won’t be able to have the surgeons reattach it. But I am feeling so faint! I’ll try one more time.

JENNIFER

I’m leaving you. I didn’t bargain for a dickless man. My Mom warned me about you.

TABITHA, THE POLTERGEIST

I knew that bitch wouldn’t give him what I did! I swooped up and down one more time before I swept into the bathroom and dropped my prized trophy down the toilet and flushed. I smiled broadly to myself as I realized my ultimate payback. Little Dickie shouldn’t have messed with me!