..You've been thinking about expanding your sexual boundaries.You fantasize about it,youre thinking about trying to get into the "lifestyle," a gentle...euphemism for "swinging," or at its basic core..."Wife Swapping.But first,I hope you've asked yourself a few serious questions, before you hop right in there a drag the little missus into something you might not have all the facts on.We've been doing this for over 20 years,my wife and I,and its not all its cracked up to be.In fact,its NOTHING. Itll pass soon. I promise. Itll feel better in just a minute, sweetheart. Itll be okay. You were so brave. The bad part is over now, baby. My brave little girl. Sniffling, calming down. Beginning to sigh, to moan, to wriggle, pretending not to know how to fuck. Let daddy take care of you, baby. Just relax. Just let daddy take care of everything… Rolling over, still buried deep inside me, placing me on my back with my legs spread wide apart, him on his knees between my legs, stroking my chest,. Once the car was in motion, Pan turned to peer at her suspiciously. "Just what are you up to?"Kat looked at him, her expression as innocent as she could make it. "Just wait and see." Then she ruined the innocent act by blushing.In just a couple of minutes, the car was stopping again and the driver hopped out, spry for his age, and made it around to the passenger door before Pan could open it himself. Pan exited the vehicle and stood, his hands on his hips, staring up at the marquee.The driver. Even the flat-chested one. I wondered if I would see her again? And Vee? Would I get to see those blonde private strands again?I cut the water off and grabbed the towel and began drying myself. Before I put my bra, panties, and robe on, I actually contemplated walking out either totally naked or at least topless because I felt the need to fit in. However, I could not bring myself to do it. Modesty was my middle name. Maybe in time.I walked out, towel upon my head, and that girl that had been.