He gently manoeuvred my right leg away from my left then pushed it up towards me, bending it at the knee. He released his grip and I allowed my leg to...fall limply, opening a clear unobstructed view to my wet pink depths. I heard a sharp intake of breath and then......."Fucking hell" I heard him utter as he drank in the sight of my wet, still swollen, open labia.One, two, three flashes ensued, as he moved ever closer to my sex with his phone.I then felt him grip my left hand as he moved it down. I’m going out. I won’t be home to late, bye.’ The door slammed and I got out of the bath. I sat munching on my fish and chips. It wasn’t until I was halfway through them I realised I hadn’t tasted anything. All I could think about was Andrew, watching me! I lay in bed for nearly an hour waiting for Andrew to come home. It was gone midnight when I heard the door open. I braced myself as he seemed to stumble up the stairs. I could tell he was drunk by the way he crashed about. A few months ago I. " Nancy added.Carly had been sitting in Roger's lap facing us. She was kinda giving him a lap dance with her back side though I don't think she ever worked in a strip club - yeah, I done that too - and then she bent over and reached between her legs, lifted up and eased back down. Roger got a shit-eating grin on his face until his breathing got faster.========"Ok, Carly and Norm, it's your turn. Tell us how you got to the point where you wanted to try swinging when we offered."Carly stopped. He laughed and said all these years I’ve known you and have met her so many times..... I can tell. I asked him to explain. I bought another drink and he went on to describe, beautiful wife, sexual animal except....... Here she had a teenage daughter and acted all prim and proper even though the daughter is a spoiled little shit who could give a damned how proper mommy was. He shook his head. He made a comment about how it happened all the time over here.... a mother would do anything. I was a.