“I tell you guys, that was the strangest case I\u00a0ever had.” \u00a0Mac Adams shook his head slowly\u00a0and stared into his glass as if it held some secret\u00a0wonder.<\/p>\n
Fred thought he was just mugging for effect. \u00a0“Come on, Mac, don’t tease us. Strange how?” \u00a0They had all been buying pitchers and emptying them long enough to get into full swing with\u00a0their best tales, stories only private detectives can tell, that they only tell each other — and\u00a0that only after enough lubrication.<\/p>\n
Mac grimaced and looked up, looked Fred right\u00a0in the eye. \u00a0“We’ve all been asked to follow wives\u00a0of jealous husbands, right?”<\/p>\n
Nods all around.<\/p>\n
“Well, I had this guy ask me to follow his wife,\u00a0the usual, you know, to see who she was screwing, only he wasn’t jealous. \u00a0He was just concerned, said he wanted to know if he wasn’t,\u00a0like, satisfying her enough.” \u00a0Knowing smirks. \u00a0“No, it wasn’t like that. \u00a0 Honestly. \u00a0I met the\u00a0two of them together first, before he ever asked\u00a0me to follow her or anything, and. . . I’m telling\u00a0you, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a pair more obviously in love. \u00a0She was hanging on him like a\u00a0cashmere jacket tailored to a perfect fit. \u00a0Everything they said or did just screamed, ‘Get me\u00a0home to bed, now!<\/em>‘ — and he told me later,\u00a0when I got the assignment, that their sex life\u00a0was. . . ‘superlative’, I think was the word he\u00a0used.”<\/p>\n “So what’s his problem?” asked Fred.<\/p>\n “What I asked.” \u00a0Mac shook his head again,\u00a0slowly. \u00a0“He said he had just been feeling like\u00a0she wanted more. \u00a0He got tired after a while,\u00a0you know how it is with, like, newlyweds, but\u00a0they’d been married for five years and she was\u00a0still hungry for it when he ran out of enthusiasm temporarily.” \u00a0Arched eyebrows said they all remembered occasions like that, most fondly. \u00a0“So he says, ‘Can you see where she goes?’ \u00a0Apparently she disappeared for a few hours every\u00a0other day and came back looking all glowy, know\u00a0what I mean?” \u00a0This got a laugh, but Mac just\u00a0smiled wryly. \u00a0“You laugh, but it wasn’t what\u00a0you think.”<\/p>\n Sammy ordered another pitcher and urged Mac\u00a0to continue. \u00a0“Okay, so you followed her, right?”<\/p>\n “I did that, indeed. \u00a0She would drive out to a\u00a0little cabin on a lake just out of town, turns\u00a0out it was their weekend getaway, hers and her\u00a0husband’s, and a cosy little place, no question.”<\/p>\n The others were now staring raptly. It made\u00a0Mac feel a little uncomfortable. \u00a0“Problem is,\u00a0she’d pull up and go in, then an hour later she’d\u00a0come out, glowy as hell, and take off. \u00a0But nobody else every showed up.”<\/p>\n “Came early, left late,” offered Fred.<\/p>\n Mac cocked his head to one side. \u00a0“Duh<\/em>. \u00a0Obviously I sussed her schedule and headed out there\u00a0several hours in advance. \u00a0Then I waited until\u00a0the middle of the night for someone to come\u00a0out. \u00a0Nada. \u00a0So finally one day I got there ahead\u00a0of her and stuck a microphone on what looked\u00a0like the bedroom window. \u00a0I settled back and\u00a0waited. \u00a0She came and went.”<\/p>\n “As it were,” Sammy said.<\/p>\n “Ha ha. \u00a0I retrieved the mike and the recording,\u00a0took it home and listened to it.”<\/p>\n “And?” said several people at once.<\/p>\n “And I heard what sounded like very nice lovemaking. \u00a0It was. . . gentle, thorough, very effective apparently. \u00a0But near the end I heard a\u00a0third person. \u00a0A woman. \u00a0She was almost indistinguishable from the first female voice at first,\u00a0but then it became pretty clear there were two\u00a0women and one man.”<\/p>\n “Woo, who is<\/em> this guy?”<\/p>\n “You’ll be surprised. \u00a0I took the recording to my\u00a0client, left it with him and went home. \u00a0The next\u00a0day he calls me over to his house and sounds real\u00a0cheerful, says he’s ready to pay up. \u00a0I head over\u00a0there and guess who answers the door when I knock?”<\/p>\n All wide-eyed and eager to know.<\/p>\n “The\u00a0wife. \u00a0She has a big grin too. \u00a0And then the husband comes up behind her looking like the happiest man on earth. \u00a0I must have looked pretty\u00a0shell shocked, because they sat me down, offered\u00a0me a drink and a cheque — with a bonus — and\u00a0explained.<\/p>\n “Seems wifey had recognized hubby’s\u00a0slightly mismatched libido and took measures to\u00a0alleviate the performance pressure on him. \u00a0She\u00a0recorded them having sex, then took the recording out to their cabin and got off by herself just\u00a0listening to it. \u00a0‘I never wanted anyone else,’ she\u00a0said, looking into his eyes, ‘but I wanted more of\u00a0you, so I had you over again in my mind, every\u00a0time I wanted.’ \u00a0So both women were her! \u00a0And\u00a0he was the guy.”<\/p>\n “Weird,” said Fred.<\/p>\n “Maybe. \u00a0I thought it was sort of sweet.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" “I tell you guys, that was the strangest case I\u00a0ever had.” \u00a0Mac Adams shook his head slowly\u00a0and stared into his glass as if it held some secret\u00a0wonder. 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