I was traveling all the time, and not getting any pleasure from my job. I hated my boss and didn't respect my company any more. I could see them faili...g at some point, and then I really would be out of a job." What did your wife think when you wanted to quit?" I didn't ask her. She and I hadn't been getting along and it all came to a head when I got home from a long road trip. She'd been out with her girlfriends and didn't get back until sometime after 2am. I got on her case the next morning. "What, like a party?” I ask facetiously. “What about your house, Chanel?” Aaliyah asks and they all look to me. “You guys want to party at my house?” “Just drink a little. We’ll keep it together, we’re not high schoolers,” Aaliyah replies and we all laugh, claiming different for the person next to us. “Let me call Ethan, make sure it’s cool.” I take out my phone and ring him while the conversation picks up again about booze and friends. “Chanel,” Ethan answers after a few rings. “Hey,. She decided that all cocks were basically the same, with just enough difference to make the shifting exciting, and she was sure the same thing would be true when they started fucking.It was some time before Betty found that her thoughts about swap fucking had been correct, though. It was shifting time again, and she moved around and was once again in front of her brother's saliva-wet rigid cock. It was pussyeating time.She and Julie followed Peggy's example and got on their backs, their legs. He quietly stepped into the doorway, and when she was swinging past him, he reached out with both hands, pulling her to him smoothly, possessively. Her eyes snapped open, fear initially screamed from behind them, and then he saw her expression turn to recognition, mixed with confusion… and finally, it seemed like hours but only less than a minute, they were dancing together. Her heart was pounding wildly, and she felt weak, unable to resist his silent charm… the fantasies she had imagined since.